Shotgun

Chapter 3 - Papa

I woke up cuddled up with a slight headache. One arm was keeping me close. I looked up to see Luke still asleep. His lips were closed and his head was leaning towards mine. I felt the urge to pee really badly and I knew that meant I had to get up and go to the woods hoping Luke wouldn't wake up.

I slowly got up and put his arm on himself. He stirred but didn't move. I easily got out of the bed but went to the front of the truck to find tissues or napkins which I easily found in the glove compartment. I tried to hurry to the trees. When I got there I looked back and Luke was still passed out. I went enough in and hid behind a tree while I did my business. I then pulled up his boxers and started to walk back.

When I got close enough I saw that he was awake and looking around like a confused child. I got close enough to see that he had sex hair. He still looked good now that I was sober and him having sex hair. He just glared at me probably because he was still waking up.

"I had to pee." I told him. Once I talked his eyes opened more and he nodded realizing he is awake.

"I have to." He looked around then down at him in pants. "I'll be back." He said getting up and jumping out of his truck.

I found my shorts and underwear and put them on right before Luke got back. I smiled at him and he did at me. We both then got into the truck and Luke turned it on. It said it was 1 in the afternoon. I knew that meant that everyone was going to be up and home. Great.

Luke started the truck and drove us off back to where the cornfield was. From there I gave him directions to where I lived. We had small talk all the way towards my house. I was all ready to say that we should hang out again and that I had a great time. Then another happy birthday and he would leave but my father and one of my brothers was working on the truck right where Luke was pulling in to park. Great.

I know that my dad would want to talk and see who this is. He was very protective over me. So were most of my brothers. My father stood up with a wrench in hand. I looked right at us and then my brother did the same thing but with his arms crossed. My father was a pretty big guy. He was 6'3'' and pretty muscular. He used to be in the Marine Corps. He is a really old fashioned father.

My head turned towards Luke and he just looked at me with an eyebrow raised.

"My Pa is very old fashioned." I told him. I wanted to word it all right but Luke smiled.

"So he wants to meet me since you're his daughter and wants to see what kind of boy I am." He said. I nodded. He shut off his truck and opened the door.

"Well then let me get the door for you and watch this." He winked before getting out and coming over to my side to open the door for me. I got out and thanked him before I walked up to my Pa and hugged him.

"Hello daddy." I said sweetly. I know he was probably mad because a guy is taking me home and not my one brother's girlfriend like she normally does but I think my parents are smarter than that by now.

"Hello baby girl. Who's this fellow?" My pa asked. I let go and smiled at him before looking at Luke.

"Pa this is Luke. Luke this is my pa." I said introducing them.

"Nice to meet you sir." Luke said putting out his hand and giving a greeting smile. My pa wiped his hand off on his pants and shook Luke's.

"Luke." My father nodded to him. "What's your last name boy?" Pa asked.

"Bryan, sir." Luke answered formally. My brother looked at him.

"You got an older brother Chris?" My brother asked. Luke looked at him.