They turn to face me as I pull up beside them and kill the engine of my truck, then jump out with a massive grin. “What are you guys doing here?!” I laugh as I take my mother into my arms.
“Oh, my baby. There was no way we could watch you play from the couch. This is a big deal, and we wanted to be here for you in person. I hope that’s okay?”
“Of course. You know you guys are always welcome to stay here as long as you’d like.” I let go of her and hug my father next. “Hi, Dad. I’m happy you’re here.”
“We wouldn’t miss it for the world, son.”
“Wait, did Aubrey know you were coming?” I ask once I step back.
My mother nods. “She did. We called her last night after your game to tell her. But I made her swear she wouldn’t mention it to you. I’m glad she didn’t. It would have ruined the surprise.”
I laugh. “I don’t know why you even doubted her. No one can keep a secret like Brey. I swear she’s like a vault.”
“He’s right, Nancy. Don’t you remember that time we were both working nights and our son here decided to have a girl over? We knew about it even though you kept denying it.” He narrows his eyes at me with a smirk. “Then when we asked Aubrey, she wouldn’t tell us anything, even when we tried to bribe her with her favorite things. Our girl may be shy and sweet, but she does not crack under pressure.”
“Oh! I forgot about that.” My mom giggles as I walk over to Lance and Amanda.
“Hi, it’s lovely to see you again,” I tell her as I kiss her cheeks, then move on to my girl’s father. We shake hands and pat each other’s back in a manly hug. “Hey, I’m guessing you’re the one to thank for getting my parents here?”
He smiles tenderly. “Thanks to you, I now know how important family is and how much we can come to regret missing out on these important moments. It’s the least I could do.”
“Thank you,” I say with gratitude, then address all of them. “Have you been inside? Does Em know you’re here?”
“No, we just stepped out of the car when we saw your truck coming down the road.”
“Oh, good, she’ll be happy to see you all. Let’s go inside. Although Gracie is probably napping right now, so we’ll have to keep it down.” I grab my luggage from the back of my truck and head for the door, everyone following right behind.
I grab the handle and push the door open wide, calling out to Bunny. “Hey, baby. Guess who I found out—HOLY SHIT!” I shout as my jaw hits the floor when I catch sight of Emma.
She stands naked a few steps from the entryway facing us, with bunny ears above her head. Her long red hair partially covers her breasts, and a big sunflower is stuck between her legs, hiding her bare pussy from us. I’m not sure how it’s holding there, but I’d really like to find out. She’s like my twisted version of Eve.
Em screams at the top of her lungs when she sees I’m not alone and drops to the floor, trying desperately to hide herself. I rush over to shield her with my body. “OH MY GOD! This is mortifying!” She hides her face behind her hands as I sit on the floor before her, arms wrapped around her naked body.
“Can someone get me something to cover her up, please?” I ask without looking back.
I hear shuffling, then Amanda shows up at my side with my winter coat in hand. She must have looked in the closet by the entrance. I quickly put it over Emma, making sure it hides everything before lifting her up from the ground. She doesn’t let go of me and refuses to lift her head, keeping it buried against my chest.
I’m not even sure what to say or do right now. I’m in complete shock. Emma never stands naked by the door like that, so clearly she had some naughty time planned for us. Which is now pissing me off that we aren’t alone. Despite our four guests standing nearby, I’m hard as a steel pipe in my jeans.
I quickly search my mind for some way to dispense this awkward, humiliating situation for Emma. But my father apparently beats me to it and only makes it worse. “Still screwing like rabbits, I see,” he chuckles.
“DAD!” I yell at the same time as my mother smacks him behind the head and growls, “Andrew!”
“Wait, is that why you call her Bunny? Please tell me that’s not the case,” Lance asks, sounding disturbed.
“No. It’s not,” Emma and I say at once. Although hers is muffled by my clothing.
“Just very fitting,” my dad adds.
“Oh my God! Dad, shut up!”
Gracie starts to cry through the monitor, our loud voices pulling her out of her sleep.
“I’ll get her,” Amanda offers and rushes by us, smiling sympathetically at me before disappearing from view.
Em groans into my chest, then lifts her head to look at me, and all I can do is smile. As embarrassing as this moment is for her, it’s pretty hilarious.
“So my parents came down on a surprise visit thanks to your dad.”
