mess it could be for the next few days, according to the tattoo artist.
It wouldn’t be that hard to hide it from Alyssa anyway. After all, it wasn’t like she had any reason to look at my naked back. She’d made it pretty clear nothing was going to happen in that department for a while yet.
When I arrived home, the house was empty. Although I wondered where Mum was, I figured Dad was probably at work, considering he’d left late that morning just so that he could have his little discussion with me before going.
I scribbled a quick note on the whiteboard in the kitchen to let Mum know that I’d been home and not to worry about me. She already knew I had a date with Alyssa, so I figured I didn’t need to stress too much about letting her know why I wasn’t there.
Changing into something a little more formal, I couldn’t help but laugh when I thought about the date I’d organised during a small break from the tattoo chair. It would show her that I could do romantic and kid friendly.
At twenty to five, I left the house. My nerves sprang to the surface as I considered the fact that it was technically our first date. By the time I pulled up to Alyssa’s house, my palms were sweaty and my mouth was dry. I hadn’t been on a proper date in forever. Not since the formal. My usual nights out were a lot less formal and with more guarantees to score by the end.
Standing on her doorstep, I took a few deep breaths to calm myself. When I knocked, the door opened almost immediately to reveal two lovely ladies both wearing fine attire and beautiful smiles. Alyssa was in a soft pink dress that crossed over in front of her bust, enhancing her cleavage. It fell to just above the knee, but the material was so flowy it looked significantly shorter.
“Hello, you two,” I said.
Alyssa smiled.
“Declan!” called Phoebe, waving enthusiastically.
“Are you ready to go?” I asked Alyssa.
“Yeah. I’ll just go get my car keys.”
“Uh-uh, I’m driving you tonight.”
“Declan, I’m not going to put a car seat in a coupe in this dress.”
Even though I was in the tiny Barina, I mentally pictured Alyssa leaning over into the backseat of the Monaro. The image had me gulping for air. When I saw that Alyssa and Phoebe were both staring at me, I pushed the picture from out of my mind. “It’s all sorted, Lys. I told you I’m all over it tonight.”
She raised her eyebrow and smirked at me. “If you say so.”
“Trust me, I say so.” Then I remembered one small problem. “Although I don’t know how to fasten the child seat I got.”
Alyssa laughed. “Yep, sounds like everything is under control.”
I almost felt like she was waiting for something to go wrong, but she locked up the house and followed me to the drive without any further questioning.
“Uh, Dec, what’s with—”
“It’s nothing. My car just needed a tune-up.” The words fell from my lips before I’d had the chance to consider whether lying to her was really the best option.
“Okay.” When she spotted the brand-new car seat in the back, she paused for a moment but recovered quickly and helped Phoebe into it.
As Alyssa leaned forward to fasten Phoebe in she gave me the exact view I’d just been picturing, even if it was in the wrong car. The long lengths of her thighs were creamy and white and I wanted to run my fingers along them. Instead, I took a deep breath and climbed behind the wheel.
After Alyssa was in the car, she turned to me. “So where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise.”
I started the car and reversed out of Alyssa’s driveway. The drive to our date took about ten minutes. Alyssa burst out laughing as I pulled into the car park. “We’re a bit overdressed, aren’t we?”
I smiled and shook my head. “We’re dressed just right in my opinion.”
Alyssa helped Phoebe back out of the car and then the three of us headed toward our date with the future.
CHAPTER SIX: GOLDEN ARCHES
AS WE CROSSED the
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