Page 29 of Made For Romeo


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“Bye, Romeo,” Ryleigh says. “I hope you fall dick first into a cactus.”

“What is wrong with you?” my mother asks and then turns back to look at me. “You need to explain yourself right now.”

“There really isn’t much to say,” I admit to her. “I was stupid and did something I will regret for the rest of my life.”

“You were stupid?” she repeats, and I don’t know if she is asking me or mocking me. “You were stupid? I don’t think so.”

“I was stupid,” I say again.

“I thought we raised you better than that,” she states, and it fucking kills me that I disappointed her, “to just not think of someone else’s feelings and to be that selfish.”

“I know, Mom,” I huff. “You think I don’t know that?”

“Don’t you dare use that tone with me.” She glares at me. “I don’t even want to know how she found out; actually, scratch that. How did she find out?”

“It doesn’t matter,” I evade her, the pit of my stomach burning.

“Did you tell her, or she heard from someone else?” My mother is not going to let this go.

“She walked in and saw it,” I confess. The shame is so big right now. I wish there was a hole that would swallow me up whole. “Then I called her.”

“She walked in and didn’t burn the house down?” she asks. “She’s way classier than I am.”

“Oh, I know,” I agree with her. “Trust me, I know.”

“I would have not only burned the house down. I would have done it on Facebook live.” I try not to laugh but I can’t help it. “And she is going to give you another chance?”

“That is what she said,” I tell her. “I’m going to earn her trust back and show her that I’m not that man.”

“You are definitely not the man we raised.” She shakes her head. “I can’t even with what you did, Romeo. What the hell were you thinking?” Her voice goes soft.

“All the brain was in his dick. Therefore, he wasn’t thinking.” I hear Ryleigh and then see her again when she sits next to Mom. “Like of all the things, why cheat?”

“Can we just give your brother a break?” my father urges. At that moment, he knows he fucked up when the two of them look over at him, and the look equals death. “He’s making it better.” He tries to lessen what he said.

“So I can go and sleep with a man and then apologize, and I’ll make it better?” my mother says to my father, who looks back at me and glares. “That sounds like a great plan.” She pushes away from the table.

“Jessica,” my father placates, “he made a mistake. We all make mistakes.”

“Yeah, he bumped into another vagina by mistake. His penis accidentally fell into her,” Ryleigh snorts. “I hope she makes you pay.”

“There is nothing I can say to make what I did right.” I hold up my hand. “But I’ve spent the past eight months working on this and making myself be the man she deserves.” No one says anything. “It took that moment to realize I’m in love with her.”

“Nothing says I love you like a skank whore on your dick,” Ryleigh goads, and my mother glares at her. “I’ll forgive him tomorrow, but today”—she looks at me—“you’re an asshole.”

“Duly noted. Now that I’ve told you what I did, I have to let you go and get my girl back.”

“I have no words,” my mother says to me, “I just can’t. We taught you better.”

“This isn’t on you guys. I did this,” I assure her.

“Yeah, listen to him,” Ryleigh says. “You messed up with that one, but I’m perfect.” My father just looks at her, and his eyebrows pinch together. “Except for the one time I slept with my professor, but I didn’t know he was my professor.”

“I thought it was your TA?” my mother shrieks.

“Well, this has been a blast,” I say. “Love you all.” I disconnect and immediately text Gabriella.

Good morning, beautiful. Breakfast?

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