Your parents had just left for the town, and your dad was giving you his usual warnings. “No boys,” he said firmly, his serious tone making it clear he meant it.

“I know, Dad,” you sighed, rolling your eyes.

“Especially your boyfriend,” he continued, his voice growing more serious. “I will shoot him on sight.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, though you knew he was half-joking. “Dad, no. You will not!” you protested, shaking your head.

With a final warning glance, he left, and you quickly locked the door, relieved to have some peace. But before you could even settle, you felt a pair of hands suddenly pin you against the door.

You gasped as he leaned in, his lips pressing against yours in a passionate kiss. You broke away for a second, wide-eyed and flustered.

“Scale of 1-10, how pissed would your dad be if he knew I was in here?” Collin teased, his eyes glinting mischievously as he looked at you, waiting for your answer.

You tried to push him away, but a smile tugged at your lips. “He’d be… a solid 11,” you said, laughing nervously.

“Perfect,” he murmured, his lips finding yours again, leaving you to wonder just how long you’d be able to keep this secret from your dad.