Knocked up, by her best friend's dad.(22)
I shook my head. “No. We talked about this already. I’m learning in an automatic.”
I didn’t miss his loud sigh, before he stopped getting out of the car to turn to me. “You haven’t tried a manual. No one is around give it a try.”
I had tried it and I hated it. I couldn’t stop the car from going backwards on hills no matter how fast I was, and I stalled at a bunch of lights. No. I like automatic. It was easier and I was more conformable. “Yes, I have, and I hated it. I told you no.” I crossed my arms across my chest and glared at Adam.
Adam got out of the car and I knew he was ignoring me. I was starting to get angry. He needed to listen to me. My car door opened and he came to help me down, but I wasn’t getting out. “Just give it a try.”
I gripped my seatbelt and narrowed my gaze at him. “I’m not going to say it again. We had this argument already, and if you push I will get out of this car, but it sure as hell won’t be to get in the driver’s seat. It will be to call an Uber or Kate to come and pick me up.”
He threw his hands up in the air. “How the hell are you ever going to learn to drive, if you won’t let me teach you? I only own manual cars.”
My anger was rising because I'd told him I couldn’t afford a car or lesson,s so I’d do without. “I thought you listened when I talked to you.” I clicked my buckle and eased out and down off my seat and stood staring up at Adam. I could see his jaw was clenched and his eyes were a so dark they looked black. “I’m not arguing with you over this.”
He took a step toward me, letting go of the door. “I do listen. I just don’t think you’re doing the right thing. You need to think of our babies now. It’s not easy to get an Uber or even a bus with triplets. I understand you couldn’t afford a car before, but you can now. I will be getting one.”
I knew what I was about to do was childish, but I didn’t want him spending his money on me. I wasn’t with him for his money or the fact he could teach me how to drive. I stomped my foot. “I don’t want you to buy me a car. I don’t need expensive things like that bought for me.” I walked by him ready to walk of some steam. I wasn’t his child, and he wasn’t my sugar daddy.
His hand snaked out and held my arm stopping me. “I know you don’t need me to buy you things, but I want to. No, I need to. You will be responsible for our children. I need to know you can drive them to the doctor if they need it, or even just to grandma's house.” He pulled me to him and I didn’t resist. I hated to admit it but he had a point. “Fine. You don’t want to drive a manual I won’t get you one. We’ll get you an auto. Will you let me teach you then?”
I wanted to say no, but he was compromising, so I could too. “Yes. But, I want to pay you back for the car.” The deep chuckle and the shake of his head had me stomping my feet again. “I haven’t spoken to Jamie yet, but once he finds another person to rent with I’ll have that money and I’m sure if I make your lunches and bake dinners and clean the house, I could help out and give you a little less money for the mortgage, so you can take some of that as car money.”
His laughter stopped at what I said and he tilted my chin up so I stared into his eyes. “You are not, nor will you ever give me money for my mortgage. I don’t need or want your money.” He growled when I crossed my arms over my chest ready to argue. “I know you’re stubborn, and won’t give up until you contribute to something, so how about from here on out, you pay for the groceries.”
“I need to pay for more than that. What about water, electricity, and gas to name a few?”
He reached out and uncrossed my arms bringing my hands up and kissing them. “I can handle all of that. How about if I let you do some of my paperwork? Will that help? I’m not letting you pay for anything else. Your money is no good for me. I don’t need or want it. Keep it, spend it on the babies or just spoil yourself with it. You deserve it.” He caressed my cheek, and I tried not to melt against him, but it was futile.
“Arggghhhh, fine. But you have to promise if you have any trouble or ever need any you’ll ask me.”
The smile he gave me was panty melting and I was so in trouble if this was how it was going to be, I’d never win a fight. He lifted me and placed me back in the passenger seat and put my seatbelt on and shut the door. He came around and got in. “Lucky I got you up early. We have time to do an hour or so at the markets and then we can drive by some car yards.”
My groan only had him chuckling.
WE’D WALKED AROUND THE MARKETS, I’d bought some fresh fruit and he’d bought me some gypsy style silver bracelets. We’d stayed at the markets for a little over an hour, and then he’d taken me car shopping. I now stared out the front window. In the driveway, sat an automatic blue demo model Ford SUV. I’d tried to argue that I didn’t want, or need a new car, and he argued back that it wasn’t new, it was a demo model. It was true and I hated that he was right. I would never tell him, but I loved the car. I’d hidden my love as best I could, but the ahh, and oohs and wow didn’t convince anyone.
Arms wrapped around my waist, and I felt his lips against my head. “You know now we have the car you have to do the lessons.”
I leaned back against him. “Yes. You do know I didn’t need a new car. I would have been fine with a cheapy. I’m only a learner. I don’t need a fancy car.”