Chapter 18


    dn’t mean to do anything with your daughter. I’ve resisted it. I’ve known that you wouldn’t like it.”


    “Damn right,” he spits like he’s tasted something foul. “I’ve been right there with you as you’ve fucked


    dozens if not hundreds of women. Hell, I don’t know if you have syphilis or something. You never got


    married.”


    “I get regr check-ups for STDs.”


    He struggles beneath me, but I’m pretty fucking heavy.


    “You asshole,” he hisses. “My daughter’s a virgin and you’re the furthest thing from it.”


    I knew he’d be outraged. I expected it. But thatment hits home, because I believe the same thing:


    she should have sex for the first time with some boy who is madly in love with her, not some jaded


    adult who spends too much time in his office.


    I stand up and roll him to his front, yanking him to his feet. He puts a hand on my shoulder to steady


    himself.


    “Leave. Now. And maybe then you’ll still have a few teeth.”


    I look him in the face. I don’t want to make this situation any worse than it already is.


    “I’ll leave for now.”


    He just shakes his head and goes back into the restaurant. I think about Cami. My phone is in my


    suit jacket pocket, so I can’t text her before I go. My car keys are in my pants. I need to get out of here


    before Jack changes his mind and attacks me again. The only reason I didn’t really fight back was


    because I knew it would hurt her. He might be my best friend, but even he doesn’t get a free pass.


    I toss my keys in the air and catch them. I’lle back for herter.


    To-Go


    Cami


    My dad walks back into the restaurant. His hair is a mess. Link isn’t with him.


    “What happened out there?”


    My dad looks at me with tired, frustrated eyes. “This isn’t about him. When did you start something with


    Link?”


    I hesitate. I don’t know what to tell him.


    “Did it have anything to do with you working for him this summer?”


    “Yes.” I know that it does. If I hadn’t been faced with daily temptation, I might not have ever acted on


    my childhood crush.


    My dad swears and breaks a winess. The sound makes everybody look at us. A waiteres to


    clear it away.


    “I’ll pay for it. Just put it on my tab.” My dad slides his wallet out and puts a Centurion card in the


    waiter’s free hand. The waiter puts it into his pocket as he clears away the rest of the broken ss.


    “How long?”


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    “Not very, Dad.”


    “How long?” he repeats.


    “We haven’t…had sex.” I can feel my cheeks heating up, because I haven’t even had the birds and


    bees talk with my dad, and here I am, talking about whether or not I’ve had sex with his best friend. I


    squirm in my seat. This is literally the most ufortable I’ve been in my entire life. I want to get up


    and run out to the parking lot, steal the car, and just go home.


    “Nothing? You haven’t done anything?”


    The ufortable silence sits heavily between us. I could lie, but he would know. So I don’t say


    anything.


    “You have. Sweet Jesus,” my dad groans.


    I stare at my nearly full te. The eggnt looks sad and wilted.