Teach Me (There's Something About Marysburg, #1)

by Olivia Dade

Bea, true to her stubborn nature, was not mollified. “But do you actually think those nicknames are funny? Do you like them?” That…that was a hard question. “I guess I’ve had similar nicknames most of my life, so I don’t think too much about them.” He’d certainly had worse ones, especially as a kid. Casper, for how invisible he’d tried to become. Mute Boy, for how seldom he’d spoken at home. Pansy, for how he’d proven a liability in organized sports and hated playing the violent, mean games his older brother Kurt and Kurt’s asshole friends had preferred. How he’d cried that time their father used the spatula on him. “But do you like them?” Bea flicked him an impatient glance. “Come on, Dad, answer the question.” There was really no simple answer. That was going to be true of many questions in Bea’s life, so she might as well learn it now. “Sometimes I think those names are funny. Because you’re funny, and because you say them with affection.” Just as Bea had no doubt of her place in his heart, he didn’t worry for a moment about whether she loved him back. “But other times, maybe not.”