Page 94 of Kane's Awakening
When the food was ready, I made our plates and put them on the table while he filled our drinks. His house was much nicer than mine. His kitchen alone was probably the size of both my kitchen and living room put together, and his table reminded me of the fucking Round Table from the King Arthur legend: heavy and made of wood and iron with a medieval type design burned into the middle of it.
Sir Fuckington certainly approved, and I wouldn’t mind bending Ryker over the end and fucking him senseless. I grinned at the thought and had to cover my laugh with a cough.
“So, I have more news,” I said after eating a few bites.
Ryker looked up from his fork as he sucked some noodles in his mouth. He dabbed at his mouth with a napkin while he chewed, being Mr. Proper and shit. “Oh yeah? Do tell.”
“My parents want to meet you. And I may have already told them we’d be over on Sunday for dinner.”
His eyes widened, and I figured he hadn’t been expectingthatnews. However, he smiled through his shock, and his damn happy expression made me feel warm and glad I’d brought it up.
“I’d love to meet them,” he responded. “Are you sure you’re ready for that step? I don’t want to pressure you and push you too far too fast, and I—”
“Rye, it’s fine,” I said, smiling at his rambling. Rambling wasmything when nervous, but it seemed it was his as well. “Dude, take a breath. Iwantyou to meet them. It’s just weird for me because I’ve never introduced a guy to them before. Like as an actual boyfriend.”
My next words halted in my throat, and I had to take a moment to compose myself before saying them. “I’d love for them to meet the man who’s managed to see past all my fucking issues and choose me anyway. The man who’s done the impossible and made me fall for him.”
