“Your mother and sister did most of it. I just suggested the venue.”
PJ didn’t have to tiptoe up because she had on such high heels, but she kissed him, cupping his face. “I won’t embarrass you too much when I tell you I know this was all your idea. I thought we established that I know that you’re all soft and warm inside for me.”
Asa ducked his head to brush his lips against hers, flattered but not wanting to belabor who did what. She needed to feel like everyone she loved was concerned about how she felt and what made her happy. He didn’t need a blue ribbon to do it. PJ was pleased and felt cared for and that was the natural order of things.
Her family came in right as they were being seated. He tried not to be too hostile. Lenore had, as Asa had told PJ, taken care of preordering the food and had cocktails waiting for them, the flowers on the table and soft classical music playing in the background.
But she hadn’t protected her daughter again, and he really didn’t like that.
“What the hell is the deal?” he asked Jay later on. PJ was between Julie and Audra, listening to a story his mom was telling them at the other end of the table, so he could speak without worrying she’d overhear.
Jay shook his head. “I don’t know. I thought he was coming. I talked to him at work yesterday and reminded him of it. He didn’t say anything then.”
“You people are really beginning to piss me off. She’s important and she wants your goddamn love and you disappoint her over and over.”
“I get that you’ve seen a lot of bullshit, but you don’t know anything about us or our family. I love my sister; you don’t have any right to claim otherwise.”
“Yeah? I know your father called her a failure in a crowded restaurant. I know he didn’t come to an event that was incredibly important to his child. I know he let her quit without even trying to stop her. I know all she wants is his approval, so much she bent herself into a pretzel for years and it still wasn’t enough. And I know your mother could have given me a heads-up about this so I could have taken the time to prepare PJ for disappointment, and she didn’t. I know what I need to know. Which is that your sister wants to do the right thing. She wants you all to be proud of her and support her and she’s been let down right and left. You got some other way to spin any of that?”
Jay exhaled hard. “Chances are, my mom thought she could get him to come tonight and she worked up until the very last minute. She wasn’t raised to contradict her husband. It’s hard for her to stand up to him. She loves him and in a lot of ways is dependent on his affection and support. As for my father, you’re right. PJ’s wanted him to notice her since she was tiny and he just… I don’t know. It’s something about her in particular. We’re trying, Asa. Trying to do what’s right, not only for Colman and each of us, but for the four of us as the caretakers of something our grandfather built. None of us wants PJ hurt. None of us was happy our dad was a no-show. I like that you want to protect her, but cut us a break.”
Asa snorted. “Not my job. You get yourself someone who loves you and she’ll cut you a break when it comes to this sort of thing. But my job is PJ’s well-being.”
Jay nodded. “Fair enough. How about this? Give us a chance to do the right thing here.”
“I’ve been doing that.”
“We heard promising news from the attorney and we’re going to try to meet this coming week to talk about our options at Colman. We want to bring PJ back into the family and into the business.”
Asa knew how much PJ wanted this, so he clenched back the words he preferred to say and instead shrugged. “All right, but my patience is thin when it comes to this.”
“Mine too. It’s time for us to step out of the box, and PJ’s the best at that of all four of us.”
At the end of the night, as everyone was out on the sidewalk saying their good-byes, Lenore waited with PJ, speaking to her quietly. Asa walked his mom and sister to their cars and headed over to see what was going on.
“I was just telling Penelope that I was sorry for her father not being here tonight and that I wanted to invite you over. We used to do a Friday-night dinner once a month, but over the last two years or so we’ve fallen away from it. We’re in dire need of them again, I think. Would you come? This Friday?”
Asa looked to PJ. She needed to make this choice. He’d back whatever she said.
“We’ll be there.”
Her mother hugged her. “I love you, darling, and I’m so proud. I’ll see you both Friday night at seven.”
Shawn nodded his thanks to Asa, who shrugged. This was PJ’s show. He’d had more than enough Colmans but for one.
“Thanks for being so nice to my mom. I know you’re mad,” PJ said as they started back to his house.
“I’m nice to you. Because I love you. And I’m not mad at you at all.”
“I know.” She rested her head in her hand. “Thanks for that dinner too. I know you put it together. Just because my mom set up a meal there doesn’t mean I don’t know you were the reason it all happened to start with.”
“I love you. I want you to be happy. I’m proud of you, and so is every person at that table tonight. Your family included. I don’t know about your father, but you don’t need to go over that right now.”
She put a hand on his thigh and he let that touch settle his annoyance.
They’d get through. Her family needed to get on board. But one way or another, Asa would be sure PJ got her happy ending.
He’d planned on taking the Jag back to Twisted Steel, leaving it there, and switching to the BMW, but she looked tired and he didn’t want her to have to wait around.
But when he parked at the curb she turned to face him. “You can’t park this on the street.”
“Of course I can. I park my extra cars in the driveway and at the curb all the time. Nothing has ever happened.”
“What’s in your garage?”
“What’s the matter, baby?” She’d never cared where he parked what, and it was unusual for her to keep on at him.
She unbuckled his belt and then his suit pants. “Wait,” he said around a tongue that felt too big. “A minute and we’ll be inside.”
“I don’t want to wait.”
She pumped her fist around him to the root and up again. It was late enough that the street outside the car was empty; most people were already at home and in bed.
She had that look she got when she wasn’t going to be swayed. And with her hand on his dick, he wasn’t too invested in trying to talk her out of whatever she wanted to do with it.
He leaned back, easing himself out of his pants a little better. Then she fucking leaned over, got his cock wet with her spit and he nearly came right then. His sweet Penelope Jean just spit on his cock as she gave him a hand job in public.
He got hot and shivery all at once at the carnal power of that.
“Jesus, that’s dirty.”
She cocked her head to look at him. “Yeah?”
He tipped his chin. “Yeah. Give me more.”
She did it again, continuing to pump her fist around him, now wet with his precome and her saliva.
She leaned close, putting her head on his shoulder as she paused to give his piercing some love until he shuddered, right on the edge, before resuming her rhythm.
Her voice came, a sultry murmur in the dark. “I want you to come, Asa. I want you to feel good. We’ll go inside and you’ll be in me because I want that too and you always give me what I want. Do you realize how that makes me feel? Like a goddess. You’re there for me. Not just tonight, but the entire time we’ve been together. Steady. Solid. Fierce. I love that you’re like this now with me. So big and strong and yet you never scare me, not even a tiny bit.”
He strained not to thrust up into her grip and sent the car rocking. He was so close and her voice was like a stroke of her fingertips up his spine.