Doreen Stevenson smiled and waved as she pulled up in front of the Johnson’s house. She was giving her daughter Jenny, and Jenny’s friends, a ride to the beach, and this was their last stop. Jenny sat up front, Lindsey and Tessa sat in the two bucket seats of the van’s second row, leaving the back row for the Johnson siblings.
Cathy and Blake Johnson were already standing in the yard, Cathy wearing a bikini top and short shorts, Blake wearing only gym shorts and a tee-shirt. He looked a little embarrassed as he realized the van was full of Cathy’s friends.
“Hey, I thought this was an all-girl hang out,” said Jenny, frowning at Blake, who shifted nervously under her gaze.
Cathy shrugged apologetically, then looked past Jenny to Doreen. “Really sorry, Ms. Stevenson, but my mother was supposed to drop Blake off at the library. She had an emergency and had to jet. If it’s not too much trouble, would you mind giving him a ride? It should be on the way.”
Doreen Stevenson looked at Blake. “Of course, honey. If he doesn’t mind being trapped with a bunch of cute girls for a while.” She gave him a wink and a grin.
Blake blushed. “No, it’s fine. Thank you, Ms. Stevenson.”
The older woman chuckled. “Aw, so polite! It’s no problem at all. And please, call me Doreen.”
Jenny rolled her eyes. “Ugh, Mom, have some standards, will you?”
Doreen rolled her eyes right back. “And here I thought mothers were supposed to be the prudish ones.”