Native Tongue Read Online Free

me a moment to slurp up his yumminess.
     
     
    Disheveled dark hair. Stubble on his face. Perfect, not-too-tight, not-too-loose jeans. Black shoes. Black shirt. I loved when he wore black.
     
     
    Other than our shirts, we matched perfectly.
     
     
    Wirenut ran his fingers down his trim goatee. “What are your plans for this evening, young man?”
     
     
    David held a smile back. “Food and the Boardwalk.”
     
     
    Bruiser flipped a red braid over her shoulder. “We don’t approve of underage drinking.”
     
     
    “Yes, ma’am.”
     
     
    Wirenut took a chip from his bag and ate it. “Do you smoke?”
     
     
    “No, sir.”
     
     
    “Her curfew is midnight. One minute past and . . .” Bruiser held her T-shirt out. It read YOU MESS WITH MY FAMILY AND YOU MESS WITH ME.
     
     
    Bruiser and her silly shirts. And the fact that Bruiser was acting the role of my mother was hilarious—especially since she was the youngest one of us all.
     
     
    David nodded. “Oh, yes ma’am.”
     
     
    Wirenut tossed yet another chip in his mouth. “What kind of vehicle do you drive?”
     
     
    “I’ve got a truck tonight.”
     
     
    “A truck?” Bruiser wagged her finger. “I don’t want any of that business of her sitting in the middle getting cozy with you.”
     
     
    Bruiser!
     
     
    She wagged her finger again. “I want both of you in a seat belt.”
     
     
    “Yes, ma’am.”
     
     
    Another chip for Wirenut. “What about your future, son? You going to be able to support our little girl someday?”
     
     
    Wirenut! Sheesh.
     
     
    Bruiser patted Wirenut’s shoulder. “Now, honey, it’s their first date. Let’s see where things go.”
     
     
    “Yes, yes, quite right.” Wirenut glanced down at Bruiser. “Anything else, Momma?”
     
     
    Bruiser shook her head. “I believe that’s it, Daddy.”
     
     
    My “father” motioned me on. “All right, this young man seems suitable.”
     
     
    “Oh, thank God. No telling what you would’ve said next,” I said, laughing.
     
     
    I snatched my purse from my dresser and strode across the girls’ room to where David stood. His cologne moseyed through my senses. Gggrrr.
     
     
    “Oh, and one last thing,” Bruiser called out. “Don’t forget our mother/daughter discussion on birth control. We don’t want any more little geniuses running around.”
     
     
    My face caught on fire. Everyone in the room busted out laughing, like they’d all been waiting for that last comment.
     
     
    The twerps.
     
     
    David grabbed my hand and tugged me out the door. “Ignore them.”
     
     
    “I can’t believe she said that.” No, actually, I could. Bruiser was ornery that way.
     
     
    “They wouldn’t pick on you if they didn’t love you.”
     
     
    True. And I loved them, too.
     
     
    David led me down the hall past the other bedrooms, TL’s office, and the hidden elevator that led to the underground rooms.
     
     
    My embarrassment faded as I tuned in to the guy beside me. I was going on my first date. And not with some loser either. I had a really hot, funny, sweet, awesome guy.
     
     
    We passed the cafeteria and stopped in the archway to the common area. TL reclined in an oversize comfy chair, reading the paper.
     
     
    David knocked on the wall. “Wanted to let you know we’re out of here.”
     
     
    TL glanced up. “Be back by midnight.”
     
     
    David and I nodded.
     
     
    “You two look good.” TL went back to his paper. “Be safe.”
     
     
    David opened the front door, letting in the slightly muggy night. “I should have told you that first.”
     
     
    “What?” I slid my purse up my shoulder.
     
     
    “You look good.” David’s eyes slowly roamed down my body and back up. “ Real nice.”
     
     
    I loved when he did that eye-roaming thing. It totally turned me on and made me feel sexy.
     
     
    “Too good you look.” I shook my head. “I mean, you look good, too.”
     
     
    Sigh. Not so sexy after