Rider

Mr and Mrs Grayson

Once the banging on the door had stopped, I slowly walked out of the room looking around wearily.  All of a sudden, out jumps Damon from behind the door I'd just come out of and, yelling a ridiculous battle cry, grabs hold of me picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder running into the kitchen where he stops dead.

“Hi mum, hi dad” I hear him say

“You gonna put me down now?” I asked amused how things just seemed to be going in my direction now.  He slowly let me down looking at me like I was a dangerous animal.  To him I most likely was.

“Hi Mr and Mrs Grayson, I'm Cassie” I smiled.  His mother let out a squeal which, honestly, scared the crap out of me.  And I'm a street fighter.

“OH MY GOD, you're so pretty! Look dear hasn’t Damon done well.  You know you're the first girlfriend he's ever brought home to meet us.  I'm so excited to get to know you!  You and Damon make a really cute couple” she squeals running over and hugging me as Mr Grayson smiles at the scene and then wiggles his eyebrows at Damon.

“Can't breathe” I gasp and Damon pulls me away from his mother holding me like I'm his girlfriend making both parents grin bigger.  They look like the cat from Alice in Wonderland.

“You tell everyone that we’re dating?” I ask looking at Damon amused and feel him relax knowing I'm not mad at him for telling them that

“Saves me having to do it later” he smirks back

“Wait so you're not dating?” his dad asks

“Not yet but I've known her for like 3 days now and I've already seen her race, kissed her, helped her with a broken bone, introduced her to Greta, changed cliques with Mason and Jace to be with her, begged her to spank me and had her lick whipped cream off my abs so I'm pretty sure I'm close to getting her to give in and say yes” my eyes widen as I realise everything that he's done in the last 3 days.

“Wow, I sound like a slut” I mutter and they all laugh

“No you sound like you're in a relationship, but not one of those married type ones where you don't have any physical contact, I'm too sexy for that” Damon smiles at me.  Am I really in a relationship? 

“Please I give it a week before you go back to screwing every girl you can get to drop their skirts on the bathroom stalls” his mum gasped at that.

“YOU'VE DONE WHAT?!” she screamed

“Doesn’t matter because I want her now” he murmurs looking away from his mothers furious glare.

“Yes, and what do you plan to do to get her because I don't think you'll find another like her. Ever.” His dad asked

“How do you know, you only met me a couple of minutes ago?” I asked curious

“Damon just told us, his parents, that he begged you to spank him and you licked whipped cream off hid abs and you said nothing about it, by racing I'm guessing he meant cars saying as there's a very fast one outside our house and who do you think he heard about street fighting from?  Angel right?” I smiled at that

“You missed off that she took her shirt off in front of him and they almost had sex on the kitchen bench” He mum added and we looked at her shocked

“We have cameras in this house for more reasons than security” she smirked, well I know where Damon got it from now.

“Well this is fast becoming awkward so we’re going to go tend to our guests” Damon awkwardly states and both his parents faces light up

“You sound like you live together” Mrs Grayson squealed again

“Aren't you two sweet” Mr Grayson laughed, a teasing glint in his eyes, I narrowed mine

“I am one of the best street fighter and racers in the country, I've been arrested 3 times, I've put 176 people in the hospital, I ride a motorbike, I scare the teachers at school and the students more.  I. Am. Not. Sweet.” I tell him with my serial killer smile

“Never let her go” both parents say Damon laughs and pulls on why hand to bring us back upstairs.

“USE PROTECTION!”

“DON'T GET WHIPPED CREAM EVERYWHERE!”

“You have weird parents”

“Yeah, I know”

“I kinda love them a little”