So, I've had this wrote for awhile now.

Sometimes little thoughts come to me. I always wondered who would ever date Katie Grabowski. And if they did date her how would Phillip react.

Soo, here it is. A little insight as to why Katie is pretty sure she will never ever get married..

Forgive the errors. I just wanted to post something because you guys really deserve something from this verse before the second book comes out!






Jeremy Briggs was riding a high like no other. He had finally gotten the hottest girl in school to agree to go out with him. He knew exactly how this date would end up. Oh yeah, he was going to have the time of his life tonight. He couldn't wait to brag to his friends about banging Katie Grabowski.

He wasn't worried about the parental units because he was kick ass at meeting the parents. Who wouldn't want their baby girl to date an All-American football player in Texas? He even wore his Letterman jacket to impress her father. No doubt the man would take one look at the jacket and be wildly impressed. Hell, the dude was gay so it's not like he could do anything to him anyways.

He was nice and polite so even her momma would like him. Yup, he was going to be the guy Katie Grabowski's parents WANTED her to date.

**

Ryan laughed as Phillip threw a shingle at Kenneth's head. “Dude, you're talking about his baby.”

“That's not it. I mean we know what guys think of. Hell, I still am a teenager mentally. I think about sex like forty times a minute. Hell, you all do too judging by the way you two disappear into the bathrooms and shit.”

Phillip rolled his eyes. “I don't care this boy better not think that way,” He growled using his best don't-fuck-with-me voice. He picked up a pack of shingles and climbed up the ladder.

Ryan watched as the muscles in the man's back bunched and tighten. “Matter of fact, I'm thinking about sex as we speak,” he smirked at Kenneth who made gagging noises.

“Dude, you wanna know why people know you're the bottom?” Kenneth cocked an eyebrow at Ryan. “You fuckin' do that 'look at how ammmmmaazin he is' face. I mean, it's a total bottom look.”

“He does fuckin' amaze the hell out of me,” Ryan leered waggling his eyebrow at Kenneth.

“Ryan, if the wind blows in the right direction and Phillip is within five miles of you—you're amazed with him.” Kenneth drawled lazily.

“What can I say he's got an amazing body.”

“If you are so fucking amazed then get up here and help me do this!” Phillip called down from the roof.

Kenneth and Ryan laughed but went up the ladder.

**

Jeremy pulled onto Katie's street and grinned. God, she was going to be so impressed with his Mustang GT. All the girls were.

He pulled into her driveway just as a man in a bandana was crawling off of a ladder. The man turned and his eyebrow arched. Jeremy smiled at the man. Oh, this was going to be awesome. That guy would be to easy to impress. He climbed out his car and put on his best smile.

“Hey the penis wrinkle is here,” the guy yelled obviously not even attempting to lower his voice for the boy.

Jeremy blinked.

“What does he look like?” another guy called from the roof.

“A smarmy little asshole,” the guy called back.

Jeremy paled a little bit. This wasn't exactly what he was expecting.

**

Katie looked out her window and gulped. “Momma, please go make sure daddy doesn't run him off!”

Sandy grinned. “Honey, your daddy isn't gonna run the boy off.”

Katie didn't look like she believed her.

“Fine! I'll go down.”

**

Sandy met the boy at the door. “Jeremy?” Her black hair was pulled up into a haphazard ponytail. She glanced at his jacket and Jeremy could tell she was impressed.

Jeremy smiled brightly. Damn, Katie's momma was smokin'. No wonder Katie was so fuckin' hot. “Yes, Ma'am!”

“Katie will be right out. Why don't you go hang with the guys,” she grinned.

He felt like she knew something he didn't.

**

The guy that had been doing all the talking was sitting on top of the picnic table. He pulled the bandana off his head and wiped the sweat off of his face when Jeremy rounded the corner.

The guy was obviously gay. Jeremy could tell that right off. Time to impress the 'rents.

“Mr. Grabowski, sir. It's nice--”

“I'm not Mr. Grabowski, kid.” he smirked.

“Oh. Is he around?” Jeremy let his worry slip away. If this guy wasn't Grabowski then where was he? Hell, the guy was gay. Everyone knew that gay guys were pussies.

“Yup.” The guy said. Okay, apparently he wasn't much of a conversationalist.

“Kenneth, can you grab us a couple of beers?,” a voice called from the roof.

“Yeah,” the man, Kenneth said.

Jeremy was pretty sure that he was being ignored.

Jeremy heard the ladder rumble slightly and turned to find a blond climbing down.

He plastered on his best smile and waved when the man turned to face him. “Mr. Grabowski?”

“Sure,” the man said lazily. Now, this guy was an easy mark. Jeremy could tell that. The guy was movie star good looking. He had lips that even Jeremy, being straight and all, would admit looked like they were meant to be wrapped around a dick. He was maybe an inch or two taller than Jeremy. He strolled over to the picnic table causing Jeremy to turn as he went.

“Really happy to meet you, sir. Katie told me about you,” Jeremy held his hand out.

The man looked down at his hand and then grabbed the beer the bald guy was offering.

“Did she now?”

Jeremy gulped. “Umm, yes sir.” He pulled back his offered hand. Maybe the dude was a queen. They had all sorts of phobia's and shit.

“Huh,” the guy said. “She told you all about me? That's awesome.”

Kenneth laughed. “Kid, that ain't the Mr. Grabowski you're lookin' to impress.” He nudged the other guy. “Ain't he a polite one, Ry.”

Jeremy heard the ladder creak and moan as another person made there way down it.

Ryan grinned. “The real Grabowski you need to impress is right behind ya, kid.”

Jeremy blinked dumbly.

Ryan waved his hand. “Go on, son.”

The boy turned around slowly and came eye to chest with the Mr. Grabowski he was waiting for. Close to six foot, and muscular, Jeremy wasn't a small guy. Yet, the guy in front of him made him feel small. The man's muscles had muscles. Sweat dripped off his head and into his eyes but the guy didn't even blink it off. Hell, the real Grabowski was down right scary looking. He took a deep breath. “Um, Mr. Grabowski?” He queried as he lifted his head up and up to the coldest hazel eyes he'd ever seen in his life.

The man in front of him grunted as he slowly took in the boy's features. Jeremy was fairly certain the man was committing his face to memory in case he felt he would have the need to hunt him down.

“Phil was sayin' hi, kid,” Kenneth said sipping his ice tea.

The blond walked over and handed Phillip a beer.

Jeremy couldn't help but watch as the man twisted the cap off. He could see the man twisting his head off just as easy. Oh god, THIS was Katie's dad? Holy fuck. He took a deep breath. He could do this. The dude was a gay guy. A very tall and muscular gay guy—but just a gay guy. Pussies. Jeremy steeled himself.

“Kinda hot for that jacket today, ain't it boy?” the man asked softly.

If Jeremy had to picture how death would sound he was pretty sure he'd sound just like this guy. He was starting to think that rumor was a myth. “Uh-I was-cold, sir.”

“Uh huh,” the man's hazel eyes narrowed into fine slits. “63 and you're cold?”

“Now, Phil, the boy wouldn't wear a jacket like that just to impress you. He'd know what a douche move that would be.” Ryan drawled out lazily. “Don't you, son?”

“Y-yes, sir!” Jeremy muttered and struggled to rip it off his shoulders. He was seriously starting to doubt the rumor that gay guys were pussies. Seriously, the dude before him really didn't look like a pussy. Matter of fact, didn't really sound like one either.

“See, Phil. The boy's not a douche.”

Phillip didn't say anything just continued to glare at the boy.

“So, um, I w-wanted to take Katie--” Jeremy paused. He was forgetting something. Oh yeah, be respectful toward the man's daughter, not just because he was trying to impress. But, also because Jeremy was pretty sure the guy was sizing him up for the slaughter. “Ms. Katie to the movies.”

“uh huh. When's the movie gonna be over, boy?” The man growled.

“Uh, Iron..Iron Man, sir?”

“I didn't ask what movie, boy. I asked when.” Phillip took a long drawl from the bottle. The man leaned down so he was eye-to-eye with the boy. “Why the hell should I let you take her out when you can't even answer a simple question?”

Jeremy's eyes slanted toward the ground. He wasn't really sure what he should say.

“This is the part were you say 'I'll have her home at ten, sir.'” The mountain of a man growled.

“Yes, sir! Absolutely! I'm--”

Ryan snickered.

Kenneth didn't bother to hide the gales of giggles.

“So, um, Katie said you—y'all were—I mean not that I have a problem--” Jeremy wasn't sure why he was talking, it was pretty obvious to him that Mr. Grabowski didn't wanna hear anything else from him. His mouth just wouldn't stay shut. “You know, the gay thing and all.”

“Who told you I was gay, boy?”

Jeremy gulped.

Kenneth howled with laughter.

Ryan smirked. “Phillip, you just look gay,” He put his hand on Phillip's belt.

Jeremy blinked. The blond must have brass balls because the man before him didn't look one bit gay. Actually, he looked down right terrifying.

“I'm Ryan, Phil's husband.”

“Jeremy, sir. Jeremy Briggs,” the boy finally found his voice. Ryan seemed a lot nicer than Phillip. Jeremy could work with that.

“Just call me Ryan. Don't worry about the big guy. He's just an overprotective daddy.” Ryan said smiling putting the boy at ease instantly.

Despite the rough start Jeremy could feel his charm working at least on the blond. And it seemed as if the blond was charmed then Mr. Grabowski would be too.

“Ry-” The big man growled.

Or not.

Hell, Jeremy's legs were knocking. But Ryan just rolled his eyes.

“Now, you said y'all were gonna go see Iron Man, huh?”

“Yes, si-Ryan.”

“Good, good. Katie would like that.”

Phillip grunted. “I don't like him.”

“Phil, relax.”

Jeremy wanted to side with Ryan. Phillip was a little bit intense.

Phillip snorted, and took another long swig.

“Phil, seriously. The boy is dating our girl. The girl that has three daddies. One seriously jacked up Daddy, being you. One certifiably crazy Daddy, being Kenneth. And me.” Ryan pointed at each man as he made his announcement.

Yeah, Ryan was a cool guy. Jeremy hazard a smile at the blond.

“The one that has been kickboxing for ten years. You honestly think that this boy would be dumb enough to do something bad to our girl. Right, Jeremy?” Ryan said pleasantly returning the boy's smile.

To Jeremy it sounded like they could be talking about the weather. But, he could hear the underlining threat. Shit. Ryan just might be scarier than the big guy.

Jeremy nodded like a bobble head.

Ryan moved so fast Jeremy squeaked when the blond was inches from his face.

“Because if our girl ends up getting hurt, or anything like that he'd have to deal with all that. Plus, one pissed off momma. You're a smart boy, right son?” Jeremy might be young but he could tell when he was in over his head.

“Yes sir. I am. I wouldn't do anything...I swear to god.” Fuck the bullshit about gay's being pussies. People obviously hadn't met Katie Grabowski's fucked up family. Jeremy wasn't sure who was scarier the big guy or the smaller more polite one. All he knew was he'd have to change his plans pretty damn quickly cause even the 'nice one' would whip his ass if Katie was upset.

Ryan smiled brightly. “Good, good!”

**

Katie ran down the stairs and prayed that she made it there before the males in her family could make an ass out of her. “Jeremy!” She greeted brightly.

She took one glance at Jeremy and scowled at Phillip.

“I didn't do anything, Katie. I just stood here,” the big man grinned.

Kenneth nodded his head. “He did.”

Ryan smiled at her and she glared at him. “What? We were just chatting, sweetheart.”

“God, do you guys have to do that to EVERYONE?”

Phillip dimpled at his daughter. “I didn't do anything!” He chucked Jeremy on the shoulder. “Did I, Jeremy?”

The boy staggered forward and rubbed his shoulder. His head was on automatic bobble. He damn sure wasn't disagreeing with the man who could not only beat the holy hell out of him but do it with both hands tied behind his back.

“Let's go, Jeremy!” Katie grabbed the boys hand and stormed off.

**

Katie didn't even blink when she came home two hours before curfew. She didn't say a word when Jeremy politely kissed her hand and then damn near ran back to his car.


She glanced at her dad and then the other two most important men in her life. "I really hate you guys."

They all beamed at her as she stomped up the stairs toward her room.