Your Dad's Perfect (Ruby) novel Chapter 1

This room screams money, and it's not like I'm poor; I'm just not stupidly rich. Jake isn't yet. Sure, his dad is, but Jake was told until he proves himself, he won't get a penny. Sure, he gets money from his dad every month to live on and such.

Yet, nothing else. Even though I know that his dad essentially paid for this ring I am wearing, Jake doesn't work, which means he no doubt had to ask his dad for money for the ring.

It's looking like Jake might be getting his inheritance. News of this engagement has made his father see him in a whole new way—not just the engagement, but me, apparently. Dating me has made his son straighten his life out. I'm not sure how I helped. All I am doing is dating him.

I didn't even know about his money until I met his dad, so it was a shock when Jake stopped at the house.

They continued the conversation. His dad smiled at me and the ring. I'm still processing this. I mean, we've been dating for months, but dating and being engaged are two entirely different games.

Jake's father is lovely, though. It's clear he wants the best for Jake but hates his stupidity—that stupidness that I haven't really seen. I knew him before dating him, but not enough to know the real him—the one his father said didn't deserve the money.

His dad talks, laughing. I reply and feel Jake’s hand sliding up my leg. My body tenses.

Turning, I glare at him. His eyes spark with interest, and he pouts at me. We’re sitting with his dad.

“Did it go well then?” Alaric smiles at me from across the table.

I nod and smile. “It went amazing Mr Hendrix, I was surprised it went so well.”

“Ruby, please call me Alaric. You have been dating Jake for over a year. You don’t need to be so formal.” His words are kind, and I nod. “Anyway, I will let you two kids have your fun and disappear. Enjoy your break. Jake, stay tonight; don’t drive back so late, son.” I watch Alaric stand and leave.

I turn to face Jake. Every time he tries to grope me under the table.

“Babes, it was nothing. I didn’t even get close to my goal.” He leans forward, his lips finding mine.

“Even so, we were sat with your dad!” I don’t feel comfortable doing that. Not when we're in company.

“Babes, stop sulking. Let’s get to bed.” He pulls me up, and I follow him. It’s been ages since I slept here. We usually stay at the dorms, but we came late today to tell his dad we’re engaged.

When I walk into his room, I smile—it’s exactly how I remember it. Jake wraps his arms around me as he removes my clothes, slowly teasing me with his mouth.