EMILY
"I won't leave until Emily says that I should." Seth declared, standing his ground.
I would never let Ruth take him away from me. I don't think I even wanted to visualize or go back to how life used to be without Seth in it. It was too painful to even think about and now that I had him as my boyfriend, I didn't want to leave.
"Seth's not going anywhere and neither are you."
Ruth huffed like she was done with the both of us. She disregarded her son, he'd truly disappointed her and I was part of the reason for it.
"If I asked you two to break up, that's not going to happen, is it?"
"Nope."
"No." I interlocked my fingers with his.
"You will find another way to be with each other." Her eyes flicked to Seth, "I did the same with your father when we were in high school. No matter how much our parents tried to keep us apart, we'd find our way back to each other."
"Dad's different. He had side chicks, I don't do that kind of thing."
I stomped on his foot.
That's certainly not something you should say about your parents, but I knew where he was coming from. Seth was bitter from his parents divorce and not because of the divorce itself, he wished she'd separated from his father while he was still young and tried to win his custody.
She glared at him, but instead of yelling at him for the blatant disrespect, she asked, “Are you two being careful?"
This time I turned beet red, “Yes.”
From the looks of it, she didn’t trust her son.
“I’m using protection.” He admitted, refusing to meet her eyes.
“Em, can I talk to you alone for a minute?” She asked.
Seth stepped back, letting go off my hand, “I’ll hang out in the kitchen in the meantime.” He caressed my cheek, and I was taken aback about how he was being so affectionate despite his mother witnessing this. “If you need me, just holler.”
When Seth walked out of the living area, Ruth wrapped me in a hug. She regarded me in kind blue eyes, even though I knew Seth looked like his father, I could still see some similarities in their features, Seth had her warm smile.
“How are you, honey?”
“I should be the one to ask you that. I’m so glad you’re okay now.”
She laughed, “You’re probably mad at me for interrupting.”
I don’t think I could turn any redder. “It’s not like that.”
She pulled me towards the couch where I settled down beside her. Her expressions were filled with love. No one would ever replace my mom, but Ruth was close to being my second mother. I cared about her and if she said she didn’t want me anywhere near her son, I’d be heartbroken.
“Is he treating you right?”
Most mothers wouldn’t bother asking their son’s girlfriends that question but Ruth was different and that’s what I loved about her.
“Seth is amazing.” I blushed.
“Aw, you like him.” She giggled.
My mom didn’t live long enough to have the “boys” talk with me, we never discussed about crushes because she died when I was just thirteen so it was nice to have Ruth to talk about even if the boy in question was her kid.
“I’m glad he makes you happy.” She gave me a genuine smile, “When I saw you two in your bedroom, I was worried that he’s taking advantage of you. Don’t get me wrong, I love Seth, he’s my son but I also know how self-destructive he used to be and I was worried he was using you like he used to do with the other girls.”
I shook my head, “He’s not like that anymore. He’s very honest with me.”
“Well, that’s good. Did he tell you why he changed schools?”
“He told me everything.”
Relief crossed her features, “Great. I will be resuming my work from next week. I was here to give you a surprise and I knocked on your door three times before entering. When no one responded, I decided to check to make sure you were okay because I saw your car parked outside.”
“It’s okay.” No, it was not okay. I was going to spend the rest of my life being mortified that she’d seen me naked having sex with her son, to boot.
“When you’re back, Seth can continue to stay in the studio and you can take the guest room in the house.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. I want you both to stay here with me.”
She closed her hand around mine, “Thank you, honey.”
It seemed like she was holding back on something.
“What is it?”
“If you want to visit the gynecologist, we’ll go together, okay?”
I gave her a nod. “Thanks.”
“You can ask me anything.”
“Sure.”
She laughed, “Don’t be so shy. I’m sure your mom would have done the same thing.”
“Yeah.” I couldn’t imagine what my mother would have thought of all this. “I plan to move out with Seth after graduation. I just wanted you to know.”
Her eyes widened but she kept her emotions in check, “I don’t know how your father’s going to take all of this.”
“He loves me, Ruth. He’ll understand. I want to stay with Seth and he says he’s going to get a college scholarship. He said he’s going to play hockey for a college team. I want to go with him.”
“You should do what to.” Her expressions were filled with sympathy. I knew she believed this wasn’t going to happen, that it was impossible for my dad to allow me to date someone who didn’t come from a wealthy background. “It’s late, I’ll let you kids go to bed. And I mean separate beds.”
“Can I say goodnight to him?”
“Of course.” She sauntered into the kitchen as I followed her. She’d brought a casserole which she put in the refrigerator, “You can reheat this and have it tomorrow for lunch.”
“Are you two done with your talk?” Seth jumped down from the high stool, “I was starting to think it wouldn’t get over until morning.”
“If you hurt Emily, if she sheds a single tear because of you, I will disown you.” Ruth bellows.
Seth rolled his eyes, “Message heard loud and clear, ma’am. Can I at least kiss her goodnight? On her cheek?”
“You kids are impossible. Keep it PG. As much as I would love grandkids someday, it’s definitely not when you’re eighteen.” She tried hiding her smile. “I’ll be staying over tonight and heading over to grandpas’ in the morning. No mischief on my watch.”
“I heard you, Sheriff. You can count on me being a good boy.”
She laughed, “Good night, kids.”
We watched Ruth walk out of the room and climb upstairs to the guestroom. We waited until we heard the bedroom door shut. When we were sure she wasn’t going to come back, Seth turned to me.
“I heard some of the conversation. I’m really sorry about all this.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“If I French kiss you before bed, you think she would catch us?”
I giggled, “No.”
He threw a look upstairs and seized my waist, pushing me against the kitchen wall, he kissed me hard. The desire that had fizzled a moment ago, burned a wildfire inside of me again leaving me wanting. Seth’s hard body was against me, I felt the hard panes of his chest rubbing my nipples, making them erect.
“Fuck, I want you so much.” He growled dragging his lips from my ear to my neck. He pushed the jacket of the nightgown out of the way to press his fingers to my pussy.
We pulled away reluctantly which tore a moan from my throat. He placed an innocent kiss on my cheek, “Good night, baby.”