Page 81 of Until the Ink Dries

“Yeah, she sure as hell made her mother and I happy with that. It’s nice to have our girl back again.”

I nodded with a smile.

“Let me go grab her for you,” he let me know before walking toward the house.

I stuffed my hands into my pockets and followed him to the porch. I waited a few minutes before a woman who was a carbon copy of Willow walked outside. She had the same smile as Willow; their only differences lay in the speckles of freckles across her nose and streaks of gray through her hair. She took me in with intention and a glint of mischief in her eyes.

“My husband has seemed to meet you more times than I can count and this is my first. I’m Anna, Willow’s mother. I have heard your name quite a few times and I have to say, all the chatter was right. You’re very handsome. It’s nice to finally meet you, Benjamin.”

She pulled me into the warmest hug that only mothers and grandmothers seemed to pull off. I hugged her back as Willow walked out talking with her father, who was holding her suitcase.

“So, when are we going to get a formal meeting? I would love to cook dinner and get to know you a little better. Not just the chats and whispers I hear,” her mother said.

My cheeks warmed at her attention. I glanced over at Willow, who shrugged in response.

“I would love that, Mrs. Dawson. Soon as Willow gets settled back here and you have the time, I’ll make sure I’m free. Would it be okay if my daughter comes?” I asked to be sure it was okay.

Her mother’s eyes widened as she gripped her chest then smiled.

“Absolutely! I have been wanting to meet little Ms. Charlie. I hear she is so adorable and sassy.”

I nodded, while reaching out to grab Willow’s bag from her father.

“She is definitely all of that. Thank you. I’ll make sure I get Willow to the airport safely. It was nice meeting you and I’m looking forward to that dinner. See you later, Mr. Dawson, I mean Will.”

Her father chuckled while wrapping his arms around his wife’s midsection before he kissed her cheek. I placed Willow’s bags into the trunk of the car, then walked over to the passenger side to open her door. I waited a moment as she slipped inside, then closed it before strolling around to my side. She rolled down her window and waved wildly at her parents as we drove away.

The ride to the airport wouldn’t be a long one, so I knew I needed to take advantage of all the time we had left.

“Man, when I pulled up, I needed to take a minute. You knew your pops was gone be cleaning his truck out?” I asked with a smirk.

Willow laughed before responding.

“I told him last night that you would be bringing me to the airport, and he never mentioned it. I got up this morning and I saw him pulling out all of his things to clean the truck. My heart dropped to my ass. I was trying to remember if we left anything behind to allude to the fact that we were fucking in there.”

I shook my head and chuckled.

“I bet it was. If only yo pops knew how good his baby was taking dick in the backseat of his truck. I’m sure I wouldn’t have been able to step foot on y’all sidewalk, let alone the porch.”

She pushed my shoulder with a roll of her eyes and laughed.

“You’re so arrogant,” she said.

I glanced over at her briefly with a lift of my brow and a smirk.

“So, I’m lying, baby? You weren’t on this shit, riding like you had a point to prove?” I asked.

“No lies told. Was my point proven?” she asked.

We reached a red light and as I stopped, I glanced in her direction, then ran my tongue across my lower lip before biting it.

“Hell yeah. I ‘bout need a taste right now,” I told her as I adjusted myself in my jeans.

All this talk about our backseat escapades had my dick bricking up.

“If only we had time,” she responded with a giggle.

“Mmm hmmm. You ready to get back to Sterling Point? I know you made a few friends there.”

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