Will Castle be able to resist the school's playgirl whom he has to tutor?
Holly Versace never took anything serious in life. But when her grades go down and her position as the cheerleading captain is threatened, she needs to find a tutor to help h...
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"And then I told the guy I wanted mushrooms. But his mushrooms didn't mushroom the way mushrooms do. So I told the guy I wanted to-wanted to get his mushrooms, but he said..." Dad rambles off, continuing not to make any sense at all.
He had too many drinks for Thanksgiving and now he's drunk.
Castle and Riley sit beside each other with their elbows on their thighs, leaning forward, carefully listening to every word Dad says even though it's utter bullshit.
"...but then I sat on the mushrooms, and it turned out mushrooms are not to be satten on. So I get up and walked towards the other mushroom that looked sat-able. And guess what?"
"What?" Riley and Castle ask together.
"That mushroom was not to be satten on too!" Dad exclaims.
I groan. Dad rarely ever gets drunk and when he does, he's a lot to handle.
I'm super glad Castle is finally comfortable though. When Dad showed signs of getting drunk, he tensed up. He stayed near Camille's side for an hour before he eventually eased up, reassuring himself that Dad was not going to hurt anyone.
I can't even imagine my dad hurting anyone the way Castle's father did.
A feeling of deep happiness rests in my chest that Castle trusts Dad. Moreover, maybe the drunk version of Dad will replace Castle's memories of his drunk dad.
Dad gets up off the couch, stumbling towards the table. "I need something to drink."
"Here." Mom hands him a cup.
He holds the cup with both his hands, peering inside. "Is this vodka?"
"Yes."
A happy look comes on his face before he gulps the entire cup in one go. He smiles sweetly at my mom, giving her a thumbs up. "This vodka tastes tasty."
'It's water', She mouths to me.
Jules is sitting on the last couch, looking near to falling asleep as she slowly takes small sips of her wine.
Camille is sitting beside Mom, laughing when Dad tries to stick his face into the cup to lick the last drops of water. He ends up crushing the cup with his head instead.
He blinks at the cup before a grin comes on his face. He looks at Mom, giving her a smug look. "I'm Superman."
"He's so cute." Riley says to me, giving an 'awww' look.
I'm looking at Castle though, trying to gauge his reactions and making sure he really is alright. There's a tiny smile on his face, light in his eyes.
Dad proceeds to trip over his own two feet as he walks towards Castle. Castle straightens himself, a hint of wariness appearing in his eyes. Dad grabs his shoulders, making him flinch. I stand to intervene.
