“Be careful or you might go to school tomorrow flushed with sex.”

“I said school starts tomorrow. I didn’t say I was going to be there.”

“We don’t care about what you did yesterday—we care about what you’re going to do tomorrow.”

“I just... I understand you might want to start dating more seriously, and that means dating someone from town. But if you're going to do that..." This time he took a long drink of coffee, and the mug was still at his lips when he said, "I like Daniel. He takes care of you."I blinked. "Oh my God. Did you really just say that? He takes care of me?"Dad flushed. "I didn't mean it like-""Takes care of me? Did I go to sleep and wake up in the nineteenth century?" I looked down at my jeans and T-shirt. "Ack! I can't go to school like this. Where's my corset? My bonnet?”

“Go ahead then. Might as well wipe your ass with a doomed office romance before you flush your career down the toilet. You know it'll happen.”

“Do you know want I'm going to do first thing tomorrow?" "Can I put in a request?" "I'm going to call every man I've ever had sex with and demand an apology.”