“Dassad, will you please explain, why is there a crazy woman in our house?“, sad the naked dude, thankfully he was clever enough to start covering his manhood with the same fruit basket I threw his way just minutes ago. Who the fuck did he call crazy? I’m not crazy, I’m protecting my home. The nerve, och the nerve this dude has Wait… Dad?…
“Jonathan?…” I said, confused to the limit.
“Simon, would you please go to your room and put some pants on?“, Jonathan said to the creep
approached me, putting his arm over my shoulders.
Kiddo, this is my youngest son Simon, he came home for holidays and, apparently, he just ran in his wolf, that’s why he’s naked.”
I was frozen, paralyzed. And embarrassed. I just went ape shit on Jonathan’s son. I felt my face turning tomato red.
“Ooooh…“, was everything I could say. “Well, I’ll just clean this mess up then…“, I awkwardly broke from Jonathan’s embrace and went to pick up the trach, but he stopped me.
“No need, darlin‘, Simon will do that,” he said, grabbing my hand gently.
“Oh, no, it’s totally my fault, I should clean up…“, I avoided looling into his eyes, instead staring at my feet.
“Dear, Shirley will slaughter me if she sees you cleaning up, you just sit down and relax, ok?“, with that he guided me to the chair and 1 sat. Simon walked back into the kitchen dressed in some sports shorts and a simple whit t–shirt. I must admit, he was cute – emerald green eyes framed with thick dark lashes, dimples on his cheels, which gave him this cheerful childish look, tanned skin, messy curly brown hair that stopped under his ears. And he was jas huge as Jonathan, just looking him in the face made my neck sare,
He started picking up trash alongside Jonathan, from time to time throwing suspicious glances my way. The silence that ruled in the kitchen was more then, awkward. I was picking my nails and feeling soooo very uncomfortable, but what would one expect? My own stupidity was what was getting to me. Damn, Emily, you were always the rational one, first analyzing the information, then acting, but no, no you had to go all Rembo on Jonathan’s son. Not that I knew that moment who he was, but seriously in a town where literally everyone knows everyone what were the odds of a naked guy trying to rob a house? Could have figured that he was not a regular stranger.
I was so caught up in my self pity that didn’t even notice how a cup of steamy herbal tea was placed in front of me and Jonathan along with Simon placed
their butts across from where I sat at the kitchen table.
“So, who are you?, said Simon with a wide grin and undeniable interest in his eyes. Jonathan just crossed his hands over his chest, leaned back in his chair and waited for my answer, clearly amused. Damn, do I have to answer?
“Uhm. I’m the new vet?…” I said pretty unsure in what to say.
“Uh–uh, you work with wolfs?“, Simon asked. I’ve noticed that it sounded a bit as a test or something, I figured Jonathan hadn’t told him about me and
that I know about werewolf’s.
“Uh, yeah, with wolfs. Both kinds.”
I decided to stand my ground for once, after all he was an animal and would pickup on my fear. His eyes narrowed my way, clearly, he didn’t get my
point.
“You mean like male and female species, right?”
I snorted at that, c’mon, male and female? Dude
“No, I mean wolts… and werewolf’s.” At this his eyes bulged, I gather it’s not common for a human to know of were’s, he just sat silent for a while, then turned his gaze to Jonathan, and whispered to him as if I couldn’t hear:
“Is she for real? She’s human, dad!”
At that point Jonathan couldn’t contain his laughter any more and with tears in his eyes pointed a finger right into Simson’s face.
“Damn! If only you could see your face right now!”
Alter a long moment of laughter Jonathan finally calmed down and told Simon a short version of how I got there and soon we found ourselves enjoying a cup of tea together, the naked butt incident turned into a joke to join family archives.
