"..."

George had returned home.

"You have got to be shitting me…" Rudy muttered in disbelief and looked at Alice.

"What? You are the one who jinxed it," Alice remarked.

Rudy was left hanging with his mouth opened in front of Alice's cave.

"This is one of the worst blueball ever…" he uttered in frustration.

Alice sat up and fixed her clothes. Then, she got off the bed and fixed the sheet.

Rudy was still on the bed, with a dumbfounded look on his face.

"What are you waiting for?! Get up! You need to leave!" Alice whispered violently.

"Let me calm by libido first…"

"What?!" Alice exclaimed. "We are not having sex when my dad is home!"

"No. I am not talking about you. You don't have to do anything. Just give me a few seconds for… my body to…"

"Are you in pain?" Alice asked with a concerned look on her face. "Because you are making a truly painful expression on your face right now."

"Yeah, I am in pain. Please stop talking to me, Alice. You are distracting me. I need to focus or my powers will…"

"Okay, okay. I understand. I will go downstairs and talk with dad in the meantime to buy you some time."

Alice left the room and went downstairs.

'I will get his shoes before dad sees them. That way, he would be able to teleport without getting caught,' Alice uttered inwardly.

However, when she reached downstairs, it was already too late.

Normally, George would park the car in front of the house, get out of the car, open the garage, and park the car inside.

However, this time, he entered the house without parking his car in the garage.

When Alice went downstairs, she saw George in the kitchen. He was putting something into the refrigerator, seemingly, he bought something from the outside to eat later at dinner.

'Did he see Rudy's shoes?' Alice wondered.

'I will just hide them, just in case he hasn't seen them yet,' she decided.

However, when George closed the refrigerator door, he saw Alice in the reflection.

"Hey, Alice." George turned around and looked at Alice with an expressionless face. "Not even greeting me?"

"Hey, dad. I didn't know you were home," Alice said with an awkward smile on her face.

"And I didn't know Rudy was home," George said with the same emotionless expression on his face.

'He saw them?!' Alice panicked. She took a deep breath and thought, 'Calm down, Alice. There is nothing wrong with bringing a boy into your room. I know this is my first time doing this, but there is nothing wrong. And knowing dad, he will simply joke it off.'

"Oh! Yeah. He is… in my room…" Alice said with a forced smile on her face.

"What were you two doing in your room, and why did you suddenly decide to come downstairs as soon as I came home?" George asked with a curious and judging look on his face.

"..."

"Could it be that you two were doing something you shouldn't?" he asked with a knowing look on his face.

"Umm… what are you talking about?" Alice wondered with a puzzled look on her face. Seemingly playing dumb to match her innocent personality.

"Hmm. Nothing." George walked into the living room and glanced at the stairway. "So, what were you two doing?"

"Nothing, at all. We came back from the pool, and Rudy looked tired, so I suggested him to wait and spend some time in the house until you come home and drop him at his house," Alice responded in a calm voice without panicking.

It was as though she was already prepared for something like this to happen, and she had thought of different excuses to come up with.

"I see. But why in your room? You two could have waited in the living room. Ate some fruits or snacks. Drank juice. Or watch the television," George uttered and walked towards the stairway to go upstairs.

However, Rudy walked down the stairs and greeted George with a normal smile.

"Hey, George."

George raised his brow and asked, "You don't look tired at all."

"Yeah. I was feeling dizzy, so Alice suggested that I should take a nap. But the couches were…. You know… so Alice asked me to sleep in her room. Is something wrong with that?" Rudy asked.

Rudy was standing at the stairway and listening to Alice and George's conversation, as he didn't want to make a different excuse and get caught. He decided to show himself at the right time.

"Oh. No, absolutely not." George patted on Rudy's shoulder and asked, "How are you feeling now?"

"Better."

"Good. Why don't you…uhh…" George gazed in the kitchen and said, "Why don't you stay here for dinner? I will drop you off after that."

'I don't really mind, but I have something to do…' Rudy said to Alice using telepathy.

"Actually, the thing is… mom asked me to buy some things from the market on my way back home. And… it's going to take a while because you know the markets are flooded with housewives at this time," Rudy scoffed softly.

"Yeah. I have been there. So…" George looked at the clock on his wrist and said, "I think you should leave. Otherwise, the market would either close, or you won't mind anything fresh."

"Thank you for having me," Rudy nodded with a smile on his face. He then turned to Alice and said, "I will see you at school tomorrow."

Alice waved her hand and said, "Bye."

Rudy walked to the door, wore his shoes, and left Alice's house.

SIGH!

He sighed in relief after stepping out of the house, and wondered, 'He was asking some serious questions. But I guess this is natural for every dad in the world?'

'My past life girlfriend— Elise, didn't have a father, so I am not used to how the fathers-in-law react when they see their future sons-in-law.'

'But I think he was being overly suspicious. He was acting strangely in the morning too. I don't know, it's just a weird feeling…'

Rudy suddenly felt the disturbance in the nearby electric signals. He looked up to see there was a CCTV camera in front of the house.

"..."

'If… the camera is active, then… he should already have seen us kissing…'

Author's Note- Thanks, @Afdrfht1, @Mike_Doty, @Grayback, for the gift!

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