one.” Livia smiled. I could tell she was thrilled about the support of my parents.
“We’ll be there,” my dad said.
“Are you coming, Ash?” Livia looked at me.
She really needed to ask that? “I’m always there, Liv.”
She nodded then took a bite of her chicken.
My dad looked at Scotty. “So, how’s street fighting…or whatever you do?”
Street fighting? I tried not to laugh.
“Well,” he said. “I made it to the championship this year. Ironically, my opponent is one of my closest friends.”
“That’s going to be such a good fight,” I blurted.
“You make a living doing this?” my dad asked.
Of course, my dad cared about the income.
“I do.” Scotty was humble and kept his income to himself.
But I wasn’t humble. “He makes twenty grand for every match he wins.”
Livia shot me a glare.
I didn’t care. I kept eating.
“Wow…that’s impressive.” My dad had new eyes for Scotty. “Where can I sign up?”
Everyone laughed.
“Son, how’s school?” my dad asked.
He wanted me to be a surgeon like him. I was the only child that followed in their footsteps. Now the attention had increased by tenfold. “It’s good. I have a boring patient for my clinical rotation, but it’s okay.”
“They’ll give you more advanced cases as you go along.” My dad gave me a reassuring nod.
My mom gave me a smirk. “So…any girls you’re interested in from school?”
I didn’t mix business with pleasure. Since I saw my classmates everyday, I didn’t fool around with them. It would get too messy. A few showed their interest in me but I always brushed them off. “No, not really.”
My mom was disappointed by that response. “There’s got to be somebody…”
Just a girl across the way in my apartment building I was dying to fuck. “Too busy with school.” That was always a good excuse.
“But you’re getting older, Ash.” She said it like it was a threat.
I didn’t have the heart to tell my parents I’d be a terminal bachelor and there wouldn’t be any grandkids from me. “I’ll find someone. Don’t worry.”
“He will.” Livia gave me a meaningful look.
Yeah…never going to happen.
My dad turned his gaze on Livia. “I went by your house yesterday but it was empty. The property manager said it was for rent again. Did you move?”
Oh no. My parents didn’t know she was living with Scotty. I had a feeling this would end badly. I grabbed the wine and filled my glass to the brim.
“Yeah,” she said calmly. “I found a new place.”
“Where?” my mom asked.
Livia held her ground but she was starting to falter.
Scotty took the lead. “She lives with me.”
Both of my parents stilled.
I could tell they didn’t like that very much.
“You live together…?” My mom looked horrified. “And you aren’t married?”
My parents really needed to get with the times.
“Yeah,” Livia said plainly. “And we love it.”
I drank half my wine then waited for the explosion.
“But you aren’t married.” My dad said it like my mom didn’t say those exact same words.
“No, we aren’t,” Scotty said. “But we love each other and we’re together all the time anyway.”
“That’s no excuse to jump the gun.” My mom struggled to keep her voice down.
“Mom, calm down.” Livia held back her irritation.
“Calm down?” my mom asked incredulously. “How do you expect me to calm down? You obviously aren’t a virgin anymore.”
I covered my face because this was getting too awkward. I just wanted to crawl under the table.
“No, I’m not,” Livia said simply. “I’m a grown adult and I make my own decisions. I do what I want.”
“This is unacceptable.” My dad abandoned his food.
I felt obligated to chime in. “Who cares? They love each other and they are happy together. I’m obviously not a virgin but neither one of you care. Why do I get away with it because I’m a boy, but if Livia has sex she’s a whore? It’s totally
“We’ll be there,” my dad said.
“Are you coming, Ash?” Livia looked at me.
She really needed to ask that? “I’m always there, Liv.”
She nodded then took a bite of her chicken.
My dad looked at Scotty. “So, how’s street fighting…or whatever you do?”
Street fighting? I tried not to laugh.
“Well,” he said. “I made it to the championship this year. Ironically, my opponent is one of my closest friends.”
“That’s going to be such a good fight,” I blurted.
“You make a living doing this?” my dad asked.
Of course, my dad cared about the income.
“I do.” Scotty was humble and kept his income to himself.
But I wasn’t humble. “He makes twenty grand for every match he wins.”
Livia shot me a glare.
I didn’t care. I kept eating.
“Wow…that’s impressive.” My dad had new eyes for Scotty. “Where can I sign up?”
Everyone laughed.
“Son, how’s school?” my dad asked.
He wanted me to be a surgeon like him. I was the only child that followed in their footsteps. Now the attention had increased by tenfold. “It’s good. I have a boring patient for my clinical rotation, but it’s okay.”
“They’ll give you more advanced cases as you go along.” My dad gave me a reassuring nod.
My mom gave me a smirk. “So…any girls you’re interested in from school?”
I didn’t mix business with pleasure. Since I saw my classmates everyday, I didn’t fool around with them. It would get too messy. A few showed their interest in me but I always brushed them off. “No, not really.”
My mom was disappointed by that response. “There’s got to be somebody…”
Just a girl across the way in my apartment building I was dying to fuck. “Too busy with school.” That was always a good excuse.
“But you’re getting older, Ash.” She said it like it was a threat.
I didn’t have the heart to tell my parents I’d be a terminal bachelor and there wouldn’t be any grandkids from me. “I’ll find someone. Don’t worry.”
“He will.” Livia gave me a meaningful look.
Yeah…never going to happen.
My dad turned his gaze on Livia. “I went by your house yesterday but it was empty. The property manager said it was for rent again. Did you move?”
Oh no. My parents didn’t know she was living with Scotty. I had a feeling this would end badly. I grabbed the wine and filled my glass to the brim.
“Yeah,” she said calmly. “I found a new place.”
“Where?” my mom asked.
Livia held her ground but she was starting to falter.
Scotty took the lead. “She lives with me.”
Both of my parents stilled.
I could tell they didn’t like that very much.
“You live together…?” My mom looked horrified. “And you aren’t married?”
My parents really needed to get with the times.
“Yeah,” Livia said plainly. “And we love it.”
I drank half my wine then waited for the explosion.
“But you aren’t married.” My dad said it like my mom didn’t say those exact same words.
“No, we aren’t,” Scotty said. “But we love each other and we’re together all the time anyway.”
“That’s no excuse to jump the gun.” My mom struggled to keep her voice down.
“Mom, calm down.” Livia held back her irritation.
“Calm down?” my mom asked incredulously. “How do you expect me to calm down? You obviously aren’t a virgin anymore.”
I covered my face because this was getting too awkward. I just wanted to crawl under the table.
“No, I’m not,” Livia said simply. “I’m a grown adult and I make my own decisions. I do what I want.”
“This is unacceptable.” My dad abandoned his food.
I felt obligated to chime in. “Who cares? They love each other and they are happy together. I’m obviously not a virgin but neither one of you care. Why do I get away with it because I’m a boy, but if Livia has sex she’s a whore? It’s totally
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