“Nice place.”
Ben nods. “My parents have had this house since before I was born.”
Ryker follows Ben into the dining room where my father is sitting.
“I couldn’t believe Savy got him a skateboard. But when I saw who had signed it, I was willing to let it slide.” Ben smiles and takes a seat.
Ryker nods. “Glad I could make him happy.” He looks at my father. “Mr. Arnold. Nice to see you again.”
My father nods. “How have you been, Ryker?”
“Pretty damn good.” Ryker sits when my father tells him to.
I take a spot next to him. My mother already has the table set. I wonder if Ben is here for backup in case my father flies off the handle at Ryker.
My mother comes in the room. “I figure we can start with a salad.” She sets a bowl in the middle of the table.
“So Ryker, I hear you’re planning on opening a skateboarding school here in town.” My brother raises an eyebrow. “Is that true?”
I look over at Ryker.
“We’re in talks.” He smiles at my mom when she pours him a glass of tea. “Thank you, Mrs. Arnold.”
“No problem,” she says, shooting me a look.
“Is there going to be an age limit on who can get lessons?” My brother accepts the glass of tea my mother moves his way.
Ryker takes a drink. “The sooner you start skating, the better is what I always say.”
Ben nods.
My dad clears his throat. “Ryker, could you pass the salad dressing?”
Ryker hands it over and waits for my dad to put the tongs down before he starts on his own.
“I see your career is what reunited you and Savy again.” My father looks at him, fork mid-air.
Ryker gives me a little grin and nods. He stabs at his salad. “I never expected to see her in a sporting goods store that’s for sure.”
“Ryker, did you finish college?” My mom cuts in.
“No. I didn’t even attempt it. After school, I already had a sponsor and a few medals under my belt. Skateboarding was the only thing on my mind.” He furrows his brow. “But don’t get me wrong. I think college is a great thing.”
I add some salad to my bowl and look away from my mother.
“We always thought so. And we thought Savy did too--until now,” my father says.
“Can we not do this right now?” I sigh. “Oh, and just so you know, I now have a paying job.”
My dad focuses on me. “What exactly are you doing?”
Ryker tosses his own words in. “She’s working for Jackson Luckman. That’s pretty impressive.”
“Luckman,” Ben says. “Oh wow. That’s a great opportunity, Savy.”
I nod. “It’s going well so far.”
“Luckman is a very successful man. He comes from a well-respected family,” my mother says, making sure Ryker hears.
“As opposed to Ryker and his skateboarding career is that what you’re saying, mother?” I set my fork down and shake my head.
Ryker touches my arm. “I don’t think she’s saying that at all.”
My dad sits back in his seat. “Let’s cut the shit. We know why we’re here. So why not get it all out on the table.”
“Sounds good to me,” Ryker says. “I don’t think this could get any more awkward if we tried.”
“Four years ago you almost took my daughter’s life, and I am still very angry about that.” My dad’s jaw is tight. “Savy might not understand, but the best place for you was far away from me at that time.”
Ryker won’t look at him. “Oh, believe me, I know.”
“So your parents agreed to resolve the situation?”
Ryker’s leg starts bouncing. I can see the agitation building in him. “Yes. They agreed to ruin my life, along with you.”
I swallow. I can’t believe he just said that.
“Well, I’m sorry you feel that way,” my father sits forward. “Maybe when you have a kid of your own, you’ll understand just what parents will do to protect their children.”
I jump when Ryker slams his fist down on the table. He gets up, shakes his head, and takes off out the door.
I glare at my dad and take off after Ryker. I run through the
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