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Back in the house, Jack was fuming.
"Jack, remember, she is your daughter, and she is nineteen, so just, don't be too hard on her," Michelle said.
"Yeah, I know. But on my fucking couch?" Jack said, frustrated.
"Besides, they were just making out," said Kate.
Jack looked at her as though unable to believe his ears. To him, his little girl making out was a really big deal.
"Just, just-" He couldn't finish his sentence.
Kim walked back into the house, arms folded. She went to the fridge and pulled out some milk, drinking it out of the carton and sitting on the counter.
"Kimberly, we're not done with this yet," Jack said, walking into the kitchen, Michelle, Tony, and Kate following.
"What do you want me to say, Daddy?" she said in a quiet, slightly defeated voice, not seeming up to much of a fight.
"I, I-" he seemed speechless again.
"Look, Daddy, it really isn't that big of a deal, I've been dating him for like four and a half months, we were kissing, you saw, you didn't like it. Great. I understand where you're coming from but really, it's not the end of the world."
She took a sip of the milk. Jack was silent; he seemed to be considering her last comment.
"Okay," he said slowly, still thinking.
Kim looked tired.
"I think I'll go to bed, if we're done here?"
"Okay," Jack said again.
"Goodnight Dad," Kim said, hopping off the counter, putting the milk in the fridge, and kissing Jack on the cheek.
"Night guys," Kim said to Kate, Tony, and Michelle.
"Goodnight," they all said.
There was silence as Kim walked into her bedroom. Once they had heard the door of her room down the hall close, Jack walked around to the cabinet and pulled out the vodka, pouring himself a glass and drinking it all in one gulp, next slamming the glass onto the counter.
"Come on Jack, it wasn't that bad," said Tony sympathetically, Kate walking to the cabinet and pulling out glasses.
"No, it sucked," he said.
"Well, I know one way to get it off your mind," said Tony, grinning.
"Yeah, what's that?" said Jack.
"Let's get plastered. You won't even remember it in the morning," he said with a smile.
In response Jack picked up the vodka bottle, tipped it towards Tony in recognition, and took a swig directly from the bottle.
Back in Kim's room, she was sitting curled up on her bed in boxers and a t-shirt.
"Hey," she said into the phone.
"Hi," came Chase's voice.
There was silence for a moment.
"I'm sorry," they said at the same time.
"What are you sorry for?" asked Kim.
"I should have had more sense. I never should have started kissing you there."
"No, no. It was my fault. I wasn't thinking. I didn't think how it would effect you more than me, because I mean, he's your partner. I'm so sorry, Chase."
"Me too," he said.
"Look, I'll talk to my Dad in the morning, once he's had a chance to cool off."
"All right. By the way, before I forget, I have to say, I really enjoyed the movie," Chase said.
"Yeah, is that so?" Kim said, "Well maybe we should rent it again and watch it at your place; I don't remember anything from it."
"Me neither," Chase laughed.
Returning to a serious manor, Chase said, "Kim, you know I love you, right?"
"Yeah," she said, "I love you too."
"You should get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow?"
"What's tomorrow? Saturday, that's right. Okay, I'll see you then," Kim said.
"Goodnight," Chase said quietly.
"Bye," Kim said, hanging up with a smile on her face.