GoodGirl BadGirl

Chapter 15 l

BEFORE YOU READ:

Please take note of some of these changes:

Juliette's twin who was previously Justin is now Julian.

Grandma Pat is now Nana Pat, and she is Mrs Parker (Lily) and Aunt Rina's mother.

Finally, Hunter and Grandpa call Katerina by her second name: Isabelle. Everyone else calls her Kat, Kit-Kat or Katerina. 

I have added these changes into the story. 

ENJOY!!! 

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Chapter Fifteen: They put all modern day romance to shame

Katerina's POV

"So Jerry was telling me this funny story the other day. Apparently on his way home one day he came upon this Nun. Now let's call her Sister Mary. Sister Mary was this truly religious woman; aside from her duties as a nun she was active in various hospitals. So on that particular day, her car just so happens to run out of gas. You see, there was this fundraising event she had to attend and she was getting desperately late. Since she worked in different hospitals, naturally she had quite a few items lying around her car. Looking around for a container, she found a bedpan in her trunk", Dad paused to drink some water.

"What?!"

"No way!"

"Don't tell me she actually... and tried to..."

"That's super gross!" Everybody around the table exclaimed in disgust and awe.

Dad put down his glass of water and grinned. When everyone finished he continued, "Luck would have it that Sister Mary happened to park couple blocks away from a gas station. So she picked up the bedpan and happily walked to the station. After filling up, she headed back to her car. Since she was in quite a bit of a rush in the morning she was unable to park near the church and ended up parking on the side of a main road. As she began tipping the gas into the fuel tank, the traffic light turned red and she had this large audience witnessing the spectacle, including Jerry. Now to the average passer-by you would be thinking, why on earth would a Nun be pouring yellow liquid from a bedpan into her fuel tank? Everybody just stared at her like she was some circus freak or something – as she finished pouring the last drops of gas. By then the traffic light turned green, and nobody moved from their spot. Just as she was about to get into her car, this fellow pulls down his window and shouts, 'I swear! If that car starts I'm becoming a religious man!'"

We all burst out laughing at dad's story. He always had a way that captivated his audience, pulling them into his wild stories. I sneaked a look at Nevada to see her laughing along with everyone. I was really nervous about this whole ordeal because I forgot to mention that my aunt would also be joining us for dinner. I mean just my family alone was crazy, imagining having two lots of us!

However she seemed to be taking this well, and everybody had welcomed her with warmth and kindness. Even though I hadn't managed to talk with her, I know Juliette would have made sure she felt comfortable.

As I continued to eat the mountain of food piled on my plate, I felt a hand creeping up my thigh. I turned to Hunter and smiled before catching his hand making sure it didn't go any further up.

"What's wrong mi pequeño babuino?" he smirked at me.

"Did you just call me a baboon?" I replied putting my fork down.