wasn’t working for me. I decided to finagle my way into an evening with her and I figured I’d help make Cole’s life a bit easier too.
“Hey, how about all of us meet for dinner? Everyone standing here is invited. It’ll be great.”
I could see that Tessa, Ian and Devon were worried about accepting the invitation, probably because they thought they might be intruding. My dad and Cole’s parents saw that too, and they jumped right in and insisted that everyone go. It was agreed that Cole and I would pick Tessa, Devon and Ian up in two hours and that we would meet the rest of our family at a local Mexican restaurant.
“Dress casual. By casual, I mean real casual. This is not some fancy wannabe Mexican food place. This is a down home authentic Mexican restaurant. We’re all going to eat far more than we should but trust me, it’s going to be well worth it” my dad said with a laugh.
I had to laugh along with him because that was certainly true. Over the years we’d been known to spend hours at the restaurant. Their food was out of this world delicious and the margaritas were top notch.
It pained me to let her go even just for a few hours, but I had no choice. I’d never wanted someone so badly, and it shocked me.
Everyone went his or her separate way and I drove home with a smile on my face. I’d be spending another night getting to know Tess, and that pleased me to no end. If luck were on my side I’d be getting to kiss that incredible mouth again. I knew not to push her too far too fast, but kissing didn’t seem to be off limits.
When I got home I found that I’d gotten a text message from my dad and I spent a few minutes texting him.
Dad: I see why you like her. She’s lovely, inside and out.
Me: She really is, isn’t she? Did Gram and Pop like her?
Dad: Are you kidding? Gram’s already told us that you and Tessa would have beautiful children. Pop agreed.
Me: Whoa dad. Slow your roll. I can’t even get her to hold my hand in public.
Dad: You and I both know you wouldn’t have introduced her if you didn’t know this could be big.
Me: True but it’s not me I’m worried about. It’s Tess. She’s not into me pushing too fast.
Dad: I swear I love this girl already. You’ve had it too easy your whole life where girls are concerned.
Me: Hey! Mary didn’t make it easy on me.
Dad: Mary didn’t count as a relationship, and if you think she did… then you’re an idiot.
Me: Ouch dad. Ouch.
Dad: Fighting every day and breaking up every four seconds does not a relationship make.
Me: I know, dad. I’m just kidding. You’re right. I don’t know anything about having a relationship.
Dad: Son, you learned at the knee of the master. You’ve got it in you. Now you just need to access it.
Me: Jeez dad. Inflated ego much?
Dad: I worshipped your mother. Still do. That had to have rubbed off on you. But I was talking about POP, smartass.
Me: I learned from you both, dad. I remember how you were with mom.
Dad: That means a lot Flynn. I’ve got to get changed before I pick Pop and Gram up. If I’m not there on time Gram will tweet about it.
Me: She scares me with that Twitter account. Last week she put up a pic of me naked in the bathtub when I was a baby. #myprecious I swear to god I choked when I saw it. All the gossip sites copied the pic too.
Dad: Of course they did. Gram’s got a million followers. She takes her legion of fans seriously.
Me: I swear to god its Gram that’s the real performer in the family. She’s a nut.
Dad: That she is! But she’s the nut that you insisted on giving a computer and an iPhone to, genius.
Me: I just wanted to be able to talk to her all the time! Who knew she’d get into trouble?
Dad: It’s Gram. Of course she was going to get into trouble!
Me: Now that you say it that way, I see what you mean. Ha! See you at dinner. I love you dad.
Dad: Love you too, son.
I spent some serious time getting ready and choosing my outfit. I’m a guy and I