Saturday Morning (couch)

The sound of the front door rouses you, and you curse the pre-dawn light as your eyes open on a clock that says 6:13 am. You peek over the couch to see Jared stealthily enter the house. His shirt has a discoloration down the front: vomit, you expect. His eyes are red, and he's limping a little. You decide not to confront him. There'll be time enough on the golf course for that.
You drop back down, and manage to fall back asleep for a little while.
You are awoken a second time by the pressure of a person sitting on the end of the couch. You open your eyes to see Jenna sitting there. The clock says 7:54 am, and she's wearing a pair of simple blue jeans and a cream colored blouse. Her makeup is minimal, and her hair is loose.
"Good morning."{if RuinedO = 1
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You grunt. "Is it?"
Jenna sighs. "Yeah, I'm.... I'm sorry about last night. I got a little carried away. I was pissed at you, and I took the little game too far."
"Little... Jenna..." you look around, and lower your voice... "You're fucking your own sister..."
"...yeah...." she looks a little abashed. "I know.. it's weird..."
"That's one word for it." You sit up, pulling your knees up to your chest.
"That's... that's just a family thing, James."
You shake your head. "I love you, and I'm not judging you. It's just... if Riley, or Allison, or Jack, ever found out?"
"It's not like we do it all the time, James." she rubs your leg. "Really, I'm mostly apologizing for being a bitch to you. I was drunk... and pissed off. You know how I can get sometimes."
It's true. Her Latin temper was vicious when it flared up.
"I forgive you."
"Thanks baby."
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"Morning."
"I'm sorry for this..." she indicates the couch.
"It's alright, baby."
"I just needed space...and time." She leans over to rub your arm.
"Are we okay, now?" you sit up.
"...yeah...." she doesn't sound sure of it. {if KaylaInvite = 1
}"I just... you're a charming, good-looking man, James... don't deny it!" you close your mouth, swallowing your protest. "And... Kayla... she's never let a little thing like marriage get in her way before when it comes to the men in your family."
"I know, baby." You take her hand. "You have every right to be cautious. I just need you to trust me." {if KaylaSexLvl > 1} You suppress the guilt. {if KaylaRebuffed = 1} You've put an end to it. That's that. She never has to know how far it went. {endif}{endif}{endif
}{endif}She stands up. "When's your tee time?"
You stand up as well. "10:15."
"Karen and I are going to meet the realtor. Jack just left for his office, but he said he'll meet you at the club. Just text him the tee time." You nod, stretching. The couch was nice, but it wasn't a bed, and you aren't a young man anymore.
"Do you want to get dinner at the Le Chat Noir tonight? I think it would be nice for the four of us."
"That sounds great, James." She leans up to kiss you on the lips, a quick peck. "I love you."
You shower and stretch, running on the elliptical for 10 minutes just to get the blood flowing. {if OffKilter = 1
} Afterwards, you call your tow truck guy, giving him instructions. You tell him to come to the house to pick up Tara, bring her to the Off-Kilter, and then bring her to the shop. You'll meet them there.
"Whatever the problem is, put it on my tab."
"No problem, James." Freddy answers. He's done work on your wife's car, your company trucks, and Riley's and Jared's cars both. "Who's the RO?"
"My son's girlfriend, Tara O'Day."
"Oh, no shit? I know Tara! I've done her mom a few times..." there's a slight pause, during which you don't know how to respond... "wow that came out wrong. I've done her mom's car a few times. Haha....whew!"
You groan, silently.
When you head inside, Tara's eating cereal at the kitchen table. You let her know what the plan is.
"James... I don't know what I'm going to do if it's serious. I can't really..." you stop her.
"Don't even worry about it. I told my guy to put it on my tab."
Her mouth drops open. She stares at you, with eyes filling.
".....why.....are you being so good to me?"
"Because you never had a dad, and you need one."
She gives you a big hug, until you hear a throat clear from the end of the hallway.
"Am I.... interrupting?" Zoe is leaning against the wall with a smug smile.
"Nope." You release Tara, and she flushes with embarrassment.
"I'm going to go wait for the tow truck. Thanks again."
When she leaves, Zoe gives you a look.
"What, Zoe?"
"I didn't say a damn word, Jimmy." she walks past, tweaking your nipple as she walk past. "Not a word."
{else
} You watch as Tara heads to her car. {if TaraSexLvl > 1} She turns, blowing you a kiss, which makes you look around nervously, before she pulls out of the driveway.{endif}{endif
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