Emily bit her lip, sitting herself on her hands as she nervously swung her legs back and forth. She was seated on the end table beside the couch, sitting as close as she could to the edge so she could be as close as she could to her boyfriend who was seated between her parents. "You know, this is gonna make us really late for our dinner reservation."
Jennifer gently shook her head, sitting just beside her daughter's nervous boyfriend. "Well then you'll just have to eat here."
The brunette girl's eyes widened, her gaze immediately shooting over to her foster father. "Daddy!"
Derek shrugged his shoulders, resting his elbows on his knees. "What do you want me to do, princess?"
"Stop her!"
Jennifer let out a small laugh. "He's not going to stop me. This is an important conversation." She looked to the teenage boy at her side and softly hardened her gaze. "So, Andrew is it?"
The blond boy nodded his head. "Drew Beck."
Jennifer smiled, laying a hand on his shoulder. "Andrew. How old are you?"
"Sixteen ma'am."
The blond mother pursed her lips before nodding her head. "A year older than Emily."
Drew smiled over to his girlfriend. "Yes ma'am."
Derek held up a hand. "No need for the ma'am stuff, Drew."
Jennifer quickly swatted at her husband's hand. "No, I like it." She turned back to the teenage boy. "So tell me Andrew, and brothers or sisters?"
"One older brother, ma'am. Kenny."
"Hmm. Kenneth."
Emily rolled her eyes, already annoyed with her mother's tactics. "Ok, are we done?"
Jennifer gave the fifteen year old a wink. "Not even close."
Emily groaned, hiding her face in her hands.
"So Andrew, it has come to my attention that you and Emily have engaged in some inappropriate behavior."
Derek's body immediately stiffened. "What?"
Emily quickly jumped from her seat and ran to sit by her father, grabbing at his shaking hands. "Daddy don't."
"You touched my daughter?"
Emily's lips quivered at the anger in her foster father's voice, trying to hold onto his shaking hands. "Please don't be mad at him. I wanted to."
The dark man grit his teeth as he looked to his daughter's boyfriend. "Continue."
Drew felt his heart race before he nodded. "Yes ma'am, we did."
"Was she your first?"
The blond teenager shook his head. "No ma'am. I lost my virginity last year to my ex girlfriend."
Jennifer bit her lip. "And you understand that you were not Emily's first either, right?"
Drew cautiously nodded his head. "Yes ma'am."
Jennifer sighed before throwing her arm around her daughter's boyfriend's shoulders, glancing to the brunette girl that sat on the coffee table before her. "So here's what we're gonna do. Obviously we can't stop you two from doing this again." She looked to her husband. "Right?"
Derek looked to the blond with hard eyes. "Right."
"So what we are going to do, because this will happen again, I have no doubt about that, we are going to put Emily on birth control." She looked to her daughter. "Understand?"
Emily mutely nodded her head.
Jennifer looked down to the blond teen at her side. "And you will be carrying protection at all times, do you hear me?"
"Yes ma'am."
The blond smiled. "Because if you don't, I can guarantee that my husband here will beat you to a pulp."
Derek glared to the blond boy. "Might even kill you."
Jennifer stood from the couch, smiling at the teenage couple that immediately stood beside her with their fingers intertwining. "Now who's ready for dinner?"
Derek slowly shook his head, standing from his seat. "I don't think I'm gonna be able to eat."
The brunette teen watched as the dark man made his way to their front door. "Daddy?"
"Not now Emily."
The fifteen year old girl felt a lump form in her throat as she watched the door slam, another parent leaving her behind."
