Family Dinner
Dawson
Sitting there listening to these last four during the interview, I kept discreetly checking my phone. I noticed Mic and Davis doing the same. Why wasn’t Ford keeping us in the f*cking loop?
“Mi. Dennison, before we conclude these interviews, we have to be able to trust the teams that go out on these missions. If we hire the four of you together, this would be your team. You’ll be in training at our Vegas site for a year together before your first mission. You’re the only one with a rap sheet out of the twelve we’ve interviewed. We like to give people the benefit of the doubt, so can you explain the three assault charges you
have?” Mic asked.
Just before Dennison spoke, the door to the conference room opened. All three of us sat up straighter as
Ford came through the door.
“She’s fine. I’ll explain later,” he said. We all nodded, but I was still anxious to know what was wrong with our
girl.
“Mr.Dennison was just about to explain his assault charges,” I said. Ford nodded and took a seat.
“It seems I have a knack for catching men spiking their dates‘ drinks, or a woman they just met. All three of my assault charges were dropped because I provided evidence of those accusing me of assault doctoring drinks. Luckily, the bars that these beatings happened in all had cameras. I can’t stand men who drug women so they are pretty much incapacitated as they s*xually assault them. It’s something I will defend with my life. It’s how I was born. My mother was drugged at a college party when she was seventeen. She went to a party with an older friend and one of the frat boys r*ofied her. I was the result of that night.”
“We are sorry to hear that, and that is‘ extremely honorable. Not a lot of men would step in like that,” Ford
said.
“Oh, I know. I’ve broken off friendships because of men I thought were honorable weren’t and that let me be arrested and even scolded me for not minding my own business. I won’t be friends with people like that.”
We all nodded, more impressed with him than we were at the beginning..
“Well, gentleman, thank you for your time. We will be in touch within the next few hours. If you are hired, a plane ticket will be bought for you to go to Vegas on Monday. Your training will begin there for the next year,”
I said.
We shook all their hands and sat back down. All of us turned to Ford.
“What happened to Isha?” I asked.
“She fainted. She was worked up, freaking out about meeting mom and dad. Ava told her about them. Their backgrounds and who they were. Well, it turns out mom knows Nora and there is a rivalry there.”
He told us the story and had us all in stitches. Nora was such a bada*s.
“Oh, I bet that burned mom’s ass when she was younger,” Davis said.
“I’ve seen pictures of Nora when she was modeling. Mother is beautiful and alluring, but Nora, phew, that woman was a wet dream come true. Even in her older years, right as mom came on scene as an adult, Nora
could run circles around her,” I said.
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And apparently did, Mic said, pulling up old articles on hle phone and casting them on the big had in the office.
We all whistled side by side, both women were stunning, but there was a sophistication about Nors that mon didn’t have at that time.
“Look at her, I see where Isha gets her poise. She has a mix of Ellie’s beauty and Nora’s refinement. If Nora was anything back then like she is you imagine the fun she would have been?” Ford asked.
now, could
“Okay, let’s stop lusting after our soon–to–be grandmother. I’m worried about Isha. It seems like every time she has some sort of anxiety she passes out. We need to ask the doctor about that,” I said.
“You’re right, I don’t think that’s normal. Definitely something we need to talk to her doctor about. So, with Isha meeting Mom and Dad, are you going to introduce her to Shay too? I meant she’s like family,” Mic asked. “Yeah, of course. Speaking of Shay, she’ll be coming home in a few weeks. Now that she’s finished with school and her internship at Bosa Incorporated, maybe we can use her skills here in the office? We could use a skilled accountant here, so we don’t have to outsource our accounts anymore. What do you think?” I asked the guys.
“Yeah, sounds good to me,” Ford said, with Mic and Davis agreeing.
“Excellent. Let’s talk about these guys. I like Bryce Dennison and Bryson Olsen. The other two are meh for me,” I said.
For the next few hours, we picked the eight out of twelve we wanted for the new teams we would be sending to Vegas. I told Stafford on the phone that I wanted Bryce as team leader of team one and Bryson Olsen as team leader of team two so they would get their extra leadership training.
“Okay, let’s get going, mom and dad should be at the house soon,” I said.
We made it home in twenty minutes. The house smelled delicious, I could so get used to coming home to Isha singing in the kitchen bopping around as she cooked. Her hair was piled high on her head and she was in a pretty white sundress. The guys swooped in and each gave her a hug and a kiss and then went to get ready for the evening. I walked towards her and lifted her in my arms. She wrapped around me and rubbed her nose against mine.
“Hello, my BDD,” she said, giggling. I smacked her ass.
“Don’t you start with that sh*t. It’s bad enough I have to deal with the Three Stooges and those stupid nicknames, and I am definitely not your daddy.”
“Oh, that’s not what mine means,” she said, brushing her delicious lips against mine. I grabbed her by the back of the head and angled her so I could kiss her deeply. She moaned and squeezed her delectable thighs around me. My semi became full on in an instant. I thrusted against her core, making her whimper.
“What does it mean then?” I asked, pulling back slightly.
“Big d**k Dawson,” I threw my head back and laughed, this woman.
I patted her butt and put her down. I checked out what she was cooking and groaned, it all smelle looked delicious.
“Do you think they’ll like it?” she asked, ringing her fingers together.
“Yes, baby, I do. You have nothing to worry about.”
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She bit her lip and nodded, but I could see she was still worried. I gave her a quick kiss and ran upstairs t shower. When I came back down, Isha wasn’t in the kitchen. I went out back to say hello to our furry family Dean hopped around me until I picked him up. I grabbed a ball and threw it to Maude and Titus. Ford, Davis and Mic came out, and we all started throwing the ball around while we waited for mom and dad to show up.
Thirty minutes later with still no sign of Isha, the doorbell rang. I went to answer it and was greeted by my beaming parents.
After hugs and kisses, we introduced them to Titus, Maude and Dean. My father fell in love with Titus and Maude. He even in his slacks and dress shirt, got on the ground and rolled around with them. Dean charmed my mother in an instant.
“Oh, he’s so adorable, Dawson.” I swear Dean could understand her. He preened at her praise. “So, where is my new daughter–in–law?”
“I think she’s getting ready, she’s really nervous Ma. She even worked herself up and fainted.”
“Oh, but why?” she said, distressed.
“Because she just found out who you are, or were, when you were younger and of who her grandmother is.” “Because she just found out who you are, or we
“Oh pish pash, that was so long ago and all my fault. I thought I was hot sh*t back then and no one could tell me otherwise. Nora Ryan put me in my place quickly. And she did it with such grace. Wonderful woman,
really.”
“That’s so great to hear. I was really worried you’d hold it against me,” I heard my baby say. We turned and I
sucked in a breath.
She was in a high–necked sleeveless red dress that went down to her ankles. The dress had pretty delicate embroidered flowers. She had on flat sandals that had a string of beads through her big toe and pointer toe. Her toenails had a French manicure. Her hair was still piled high on her head but this time she had a pretty white lily hair ornament in it. Her makeup was subtle, her lips were glossy but nude with her natural lip color. “Oh, Dawson, she’s stunning. My dear, you must be Isha. God, you’re gorgeous,” my mother exclaimed. Isha blushed, making her look extra pretty.
Maude and Titus abandoned my father and stuck like glue to Isha’s legs.
My dad got up and brushed himself off. He was covered in Maude’s hair and I chuckled. Davis caught my eye and held up the hair duster we had bought.. I grabbed it from him and helped my dad clean up. He kept tsking and pushing my hands away.
“Leave me boy, let me look at my new daughter–in–law,” he grumbled.
“Shh, dad, I haven’t asked her yet,” I said quietly. He gave me a disgusted look and then smirked.
He pushed me away and strode over to Isha and my mom.
“Well, hello gorgeous girl. Are you /sha? You know, you don’t have to settle for these rascals, there are far better men out there.”
“Dad!” We all cried out. Which made Isha giggle. Mom smiled wide, and my dad became putty in Isha’s hands.
I watched as my mom and dad fell under Isha’s spell. They fawned all over her. When Isha served dinner, they praised her after every bite of food, which had been delicious. For dessert, she brought out chocolate
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lava cakes with scoops of vanilla bean ice cream, all homemade. I don’t know how she did it all. She was a marvel.
“We have news,” I said, taking Isha’s hand. Davis took her other hand and Mic and Ford stood and came to stand behind us, their hands on Isha’s shoulders. “We’re pregnant.”
My mom squealed, my dad boomed with laughter and they both got out of their seats. Mom came running around. She hugged Mic and Ford. Davis, Isha and I stood. Dad grabbed me and hugged me hard, slapping my back. Mom moved to Davis and kissed him all over his face, leaving red lip marks that had Isha giggling. After dad congratulated the boys, they both turned to Isha.
“You’ve made us the happiest of parents, Isha. Thank you so much for making our dreams come true. We’ve wanted to be grandparents for so long. How far along are you?” mom asked.
“I am five and a half weeks. We have our six–week appointment next week,” Isha said.
“Wonderful. Oh, this is so fantastic. I can’t wait to tell the ladies at the committee luncheon next week. Belina Markson has been rubbing it in all our faces that her daughter is having twins. She’s the first of us to become a grandmother. Now I can share our good news. Is that okay?” she asked us.
We all nodded.
“When is your luncheon?” Isha asked.
“Thursday,” mom said.
“Our appointment is on Wednesday. I’ll get a picture for you so you can show it to everyone.”
Mom squealed again and threw her arms around Isha. Davis and I reached out to steady them. Mom was
taller than Isha by a good five inches. Dad gently took Isha from mom and hugged her. He whispered something in her ear that made her blush and she nodded.
I walked mom and dad outside after they said goodbye to the guys and Isha.
“Dawson, we brought your grandmother’s ring and the papers Isha needs to sign,” my dad said.
“I haven’t told her about the Beck’s legacy yet. Knowing her, she’s going to refuse.”
“Well she can’t. You and she will be the head of the family, which comes with great responsibilities.”
“I know dad. I just need some time.”
“She has to sign everything before you are married. It’s not like she’s a gold digger. She has her own money, so no one will think twice about this. Your father and I are throwing an engagement ball for you in two months. You have that amount of time to ask her.”
“Okay mom. I hear you.” She nodded and kissed my cheek. My dad hugged me and waved their driver off as I opened the car door for them.
Waving, I took a deep breath. There were things I needed to talk to Isha about. I just hoped it all wouldn’t
scare her away.
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