I can’t even begin to process how turned on I am by what Sawyer just did. I knew he’d be here tonight - I actually expected to see him on Sunday - so I wore my uniform deliberately. I knew it would have more of an impact and highlight the age difference between us even more. Looks like it worked.
The twins seem suspicious, waiting for me to rat them out for what they did to me with the video...but little do they know that where I come from, snitches literally get stitches, or they would be so lucky.
During dinner with the new, unwanted family for my eighteenth birthday, I manage to get seated next to Kalen and unluckily, my incubator. The twins are directly across from us and Sawyer is to the right of them across from his father.
The serving staff bring out the main course. What the fuck? They have staff? Then I look at the faces of the guys around me and realise that they’re as shocked as me. Mother dearest must be trying to put on a show. Does she really think fancy rabbit food and servants is going to impress me? When will she realisethat I’m not desperate to leave my life behind and trade up like she did?
It’s all very awkward and no one has really spoken a word. I need to change that and know how to start pushing buttons.
“Onyx, what’s with the black eye?” Asking sticks it to Monty, who thinks his sons are perfect, and Sawyer too, because I was there when he got the call.
“None of your fucking business,” he snaps.
“Excuse me!” My mother gasps, as if she really cares, which makes me scoff.
“Son, mind your manners,” Monty quickly intervenes. “Amelie, Onyx does MMA, and at training he had an elbow to the eye. How about we talk about something else?”
“Sure,” I say. “So Sawyer, what’s your deal? Who do you do in your spare time?” he coughs. “Sorry I meanwhatdo you do?”
“Not a lot, especially now my father has informed me thatyouneed an elective and he volunteered me to teach you self-defence classes.”
I turn on my charm. “I can’t thank you enough for agreeing to that, otherwise I would have been stuck doing sports and I’m really not a team player. I get that from my father...right, mum, do you remember how bad Dad and Aadi are at anything team related? Recently we had to ban game nights, they say I cheat, I say they are sore losers.”
Monty interjects; he’s a smart man, he can see I'm in a room full of bears and I’m trying to poke them all.
“Amelie, we wanted to get you a gift for your birthday, but we were not sure what you would want or need. So I feel like you would appreciate these,” he says holding out a set of keys. “One is for the house, so you can come and go as you please, and the other is for a new car. It’s in the garage, we can show you it after tea. We will also put in place some guidelines for you to be ableto leave school on weekends with your friend.” I know he means Elsie, but I can’t help myself.
“Thank you, Monty, for trying to make this transition easier for me. I can’t wait to tell Baxter that he can finally show me around town.”
Everyone at the table goes tense, except the incubator. Interesting. So they all have some kind of issue with him, but the female parental figure is clueless.
“If you have a boyfriend, we will have to have him over for dinner,” the incubator announces. Now this could be fun...I wonder if I could get Baxter to go along with it? I bet he would, for a price.
“No,” every male at the table declares and she looks awfully confused.
“Darling, Baxter is not the type of boy you want Amelie mixed up with.” That makes me snort.
“There’s nothing wrong with him. Dig into my friends back home, and you’ll find that most have literal skeletons in their closets.”
Monty changes the subject. Him and the mother try to make small talk and include us, but the table is in a stare off as our meal is cleared. Sawyer watches me like he can’t figure out how to dig his way out of this situation, and I’m glad I only brought my sim; I can see he will try to find a way to get hold of my phone. I have to make sure that doesn’t happen.
The twins want to murder me, that much is obvious, and Kalen is not subtle with the touches...so much so, he places his hand on my leg. High on my leg. He’s close to skimming the top of my stocking and hitting bare skin. I make eye contact with Sawyer, and see that the vein is his neck is pulsating. Can he see what Kalen is doing? Is he jealous? He looks torn right now and I want to push him over the edge. My hand covers Kalen’s and I help slide it higher up my leg, until Kalen’s fingers slip undermy skirt and tease the edge of my panties. I look at Kalen; he is enjoying himself.
“Is it okay if I go call my family before dessert? I would normally wait, but being my birthday and all...”
“Go ahead, the phone is in my office, take all the time you need.”
I stand, pushing Kalen’s hand from my lap. Making my way to Monty’s office, I make fast work of using my earring to pop out the sim holder, placing the sim in and powering on the phone.
I spend half an hour talking to Dad and he catches me up on everything going on at home. I know what they all got me for my birthday, not some fancy ass car, but a beat up old classic. The plan was for Smalls to fix it up for me. It sucks that I can’t help. I tell Aadi and Smalls I will call them later tonight, instead of wasting my time here talking to them, when I can spend it with my dad.
By the time I end the call, Sawyer walks in and locks the door behind him.
“Give me the phone,” he demands.
“Or what, you’ll hurt me? Pretty sure that won’t work out well for you.”
“I might have to take my chances,” he says taking a step closer.
