him to kiss me right now! To feel his warm full lips taking me hostage and never letting me go. That’s what I want right now, standing in this busy parking lot. I want to forget all my wrong doings and just be his. I want him to be mine. The thought of it terrifies me because I should want to be Brody’s.
My thoughts should be about giving Aiden the family he deserves with his dad. But instead, my heart is opening to someone else. Someone who holds the power to crush my heart and consume every part of me. The idea of being with Turner, really being with him, not just his occasional fuck, makes butterflies take full flight in my stomach. I part my lips as he bends his face slowly to mine. His tongue begins tracing the outline of my pout. His warm tongue begins massaging mine. First the kiss is tender and sweet, but then it turns into something else completely. It turns into a fever pitch of want and desire. He could take me right here in this parking lot against my car, if Aiden weren’t with me.
Oh my word, Aiden is sitting in the car witnessing his mommy make out. I snap out of the hold Turner has on me.
“I really have to go.”
“Until later, pumpkin tits.” He pinches my nipple, hard.
Chapter Eight
After a long day at the gym and picking Aiden up, I run by the house and get Marla. Tomorrow is her birthday, but I have to work at The Masquerade Club, so I am taking her out for her birthday this evening. After a quick change of mine and Aiden’s clothes we are ready to go. It is a scorcher, I feel like I a just may turn into a puddle. Maybe I should reschedule the birthday dinner. Marla looks miserable.
“Sure you are up to this, I mean we can stay in and I can cook or order takeout.”
“Darby, I only get out of the house for doctors appointments. I am ready to get out even if I don’t feel much like celebrating my final birthday.”
“Why do you say things like that? You don’t know that. You have no way of knowing that. Unless there is something you’re not telling me.”
I wasn’t able to go to her last appointment with her. Next time, I intend to go with her. I get the feeling she purposely scheduling them for when I am at work. Caroline has been going with her. I bet she knows what she is hiding. And she has probably made her promise to keep it to herself too. A bottle of good wine may get her to spill. One can hope anyways. I’d like to think Marla wouldn’t keep anything from me, not now after we have grown so close these past few years.
It feels so nice to be out with just the three of us, Aiden, Marla, and me. We haven’t gotten to spend hardly any time together lately even though my schedule isn’t as hectic. Our reservations are at a pretty ritzy place, I just hope Aiden behaves himself. He is a pretty good kid, but he is only two. He looks so adorable in his kaki trousers and blue dress shirt. His hair is a mess of curls, but I still can’t bring myself to cut them.
Marla on the other hand looks like a ghost of her former self. Aiden and I get our wavy hair from her. Her once lustrous locks are dull and dry. Her eyes don’t have any shine to them at all. She used to have curves in all the right places. We used to almost look like sisters instead of mother and daughter. It makes me so sad to see how the cancer has changed her.
“So I notice you are spending a lot of your time with Turner.”
“Oh no you don’t! This evening is about celebrating your birthday.”
Dinner is a disaster. Aiden is cranky from the heat and Marla has no appetite. I end up getting our dinner to go. Trying not to let Aiden’s tantrums get to me, I take him home and get him his bath. I have never talked to him about his dad and I guess there is no time like the present to introduce the idea to him. He may not understand much of it now, but I know it is something I should have talked to him about from the start. After digging around in my closet, I find the perfect way to tell Aiden about his father,
My thoughts should be about giving Aiden the family he deserves with his dad. But instead, my heart is opening to someone else. Someone who holds the power to crush my heart and consume every part of me. The idea of being with Turner, really being with him, not just his occasional fuck, makes butterflies take full flight in my stomach. I part my lips as he bends his face slowly to mine. His tongue begins tracing the outline of my pout. His warm tongue begins massaging mine. First the kiss is tender and sweet, but then it turns into something else completely. It turns into a fever pitch of want and desire. He could take me right here in this parking lot against my car, if Aiden weren’t with me.
Oh my word, Aiden is sitting in the car witnessing his mommy make out. I snap out of the hold Turner has on me.
“I really have to go.”
“Until later, pumpkin tits.” He pinches my nipple, hard.
Chapter Eight
After a long day at the gym and picking Aiden up, I run by the house and get Marla. Tomorrow is her birthday, but I have to work at The Masquerade Club, so I am taking her out for her birthday this evening. After a quick change of mine and Aiden’s clothes we are ready to go. It is a scorcher, I feel like I a just may turn into a puddle. Maybe I should reschedule the birthday dinner. Marla looks miserable.
“Sure you are up to this, I mean we can stay in and I can cook or order takeout.”
“Darby, I only get out of the house for doctors appointments. I am ready to get out even if I don’t feel much like celebrating my final birthday.”
“Why do you say things like that? You don’t know that. You have no way of knowing that. Unless there is something you’re not telling me.”
I wasn’t able to go to her last appointment with her. Next time, I intend to go with her. I get the feeling she purposely scheduling them for when I am at work. Caroline has been going with her. I bet she knows what she is hiding. And she has probably made her promise to keep it to herself too. A bottle of good wine may get her to spill. One can hope anyways. I’d like to think Marla wouldn’t keep anything from me, not now after we have grown so close these past few years.
It feels so nice to be out with just the three of us, Aiden, Marla, and me. We haven’t gotten to spend hardly any time together lately even though my schedule isn’t as hectic. Our reservations are at a pretty ritzy place, I just hope Aiden behaves himself. He is a pretty good kid, but he is only two. He looks so adorable in his kaki trousers and blue dress shirt. His hair is a mess of curls, but I still can’t bring myself to cut them.
Marla on the other hand looks like a ghost of her former self. Aiden and I get our wavy hair from her. Her once lustrous locks are dull and dry. Her eyes don’t have any shine to them at all. She used to have curves in all the right places. We used to almost look like sisters instead of mother and daughter. It makes me so sad to see how the cancer has changed her.
“So I notice you are spending a lot of your time with Turner.”
“Oh no you don’t! This evening is about celebrating your birthday.”
Dinner is a disaster. Aiden is cranky from the heat and Marla has no appetite. I end up getting our dinner to go. Trying not to let Aiden’s tantrums get to me, I take him home and get him his bath. I have never talked to him about his dad and I guess there is no time like the present to introduce the idea to him. He may not understand much of it now, but I know it is something I should have talked to him about from the start. After digging around in my closet, I find the perfect way to tell Aiden about his father,
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