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finished his beer, and without batting
an eye, calmly answered, "I worked for my family's business.
Learning from the ground level. That’s what pushed me into
accounting."
    I stared at him in pure amazement. He had
managed to give an honest answer, without revealing too much about
himself. On the other hand, he hadn't been completely honest with
my dad, but I knew he didn’t want to throw who he was in my dad’s
face, and since my dad seemed to be clueless about it, it was fine
as it stood.
    "So what do you plan to do with your
degree?"
    "I’ll be going back to work for my dad on an
accounting level."
    My dad nodded in approval, but that didn’t
stop the barrage of questions he seemed to have lined up for
Jason.
    "You said you are from Texas…"
    "Yes sir."
    "So does that mean you plan to move back to
Texas at the end of the school year?"
    Holy shit! In our wild, lustrous pursuit, I
had failed to ask any real substantive questions.
    "I’m not really sure sir. I can pretty much
do that job from anywhere, so wherever I’m at in life at that point
is where I’ll go and make home."
    He looked at me with a big smile on his face,
and I could see Ryan gag. My mom was just gazing at Jason with a
preposterous look of delight in her eyes.
    Our pizza arrived at the table and everyone
dug in. I was actually able to relax, now that we seemed to have to
made it through my dad’s inquisition. The table talk definitely
reminded me that I needed to find out more about Jason, but in the
moment, I was finally able to breathe.

Chapter 3
    I was excited that dinner went well, but was
still a bit puzzled as to why Jason was so vague with my dad. I
knew in order to answer my dad the way I would have liked would
have meant that Jason would have had to speak about his excessive
wealth, and I knew he wasn’t comfortable with that. I guess I
should have been satisfied that the conversation actually took
place. On the other hand, I was lectured just before dinner about
not keeping secrets. I thought Jason should be held to the same
standards.
    I loved spending time with my parents and
even though they didn’t live that far away, I didn’t see them as
often as I would have liked. I hugged my mom, Ryan, and my dad. My
dad had me in what felt like an eternal hold. “Cars, good seeing
you love… Jason is a nice guy, but we still need to talk!” He
emphasized the word and I knew there was so much that he wanted to
say, but refrained. My dad was not a man to take things at face
value, and when he said it, I knew he meant it. I gave him a quick
kiss on the cheek, and turned back to Jason, waving goodbye to my
parents as they drove away.
    Jason opened my door and just as I was
getting into the truck, my cell phone rang.
    “Hey Chels, what’s up?”
    “Hey, how was dinner with Jason and the
fam?”
    “We’re just leaving, and it went well.”
    Jason knew I was speaking about him meeting
my parents, and he gave me the inquisitive eyebrow.
    “Who’s that?” he whispers.
    I placed my hand over the mouth piece and
whispered back, “Chels.”
    He told me to put my phone on the phone dock
so that she could be heard on speaker.
    “Hey Chelsea, dinner was good, her parents
love me. What else can I answer?”
    “Um, nothing Bradley. I was asking Cara, but
since you jumped on the phone, I guess I will tell you too.” She
paused because Jason was laughing at her bothered attitude.
“Anyway, Hunter and I are going to Gaslamp to have a few drinks and
wanted you two to tag along.”
    I immediately lit up. “Sure, we will be back
in about 10 minutes.”
    “Ok, perfect! See ya in a bit.”
    I hung up the call and turned to a stern
faced Jason. He was all of a sudden very quiet and the only thing
keeping a sense of normalcy in the truck was the radio playing in
the background.
    “Gaslamp?” He finally moved his lips to
speak.
    “Yeah, why not? What’s wrong?”
    “I don’t really want to share you tonight. I
wanted us to have a night