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He looked around at the guys. “What about them, Mommy? Are they handsome?”
I bit my lip and nodded. “They are the most handsome men I’ve ever seen. Besides you, of course.”
He pumped his fist in the air and spun around. “We did it! Mommy’s so happy!”
42
***Andrew***
Ofcourse,Taylorhadn’tbrought Olive to our senior prom. I’d never seen any pictures online of her in a dress at her own, either. While attending dances over the years, I’d wondered what Olive would’ve looked like in one of the crazy dresses the other girls wore. She was so beautiful, but so hidden. I’d never even seen her shoulders until she’d stripped naked in front of me the day we’d had sex. I’d never been able to imagine Olive in a fancy dress, but after seeing it in real life, I knew my imagination would not have been able to hold a candle to the real thing.
She looked ethereal, like she was glowing. Her skin, her eyes, her smile, they all seemed to shine brighter. The dress highlighted her shape and made me want to rip it off of her while somehow preserving it so she could wear it every day. Her chest, shoulders, and arms were bare and when I hugged her, I could feel her silky skin warm under my touch. I wanted to give Jesse everything I owned for picking out the perfect dress for his mom.
Jack cleared his throat and I could tell he was struggling to keep it together, too. “Dinner is a pot of my mom’s famous jambalaya.”
“Don’t worry, Mommy. They bought bibs for everyone.”
Olive laughed and took Jesse’s hand. “Thank goodness. I would hate to ruin my new beautiful dress before I get to wear it to get ice cream. And the four of you all look so good. It would be a shame if anything happened to those crisp white shirts.”
We ate dinner at the dining room table we’d brought over from our house and the conversation flowed easily. Olive told us about her day in as much detail as she could with minor ears listening. We told her about shopping with Jesse and how fast we’d all gotten tired of it. She teased us for the recliner and we teased her for the box of cords we’d found shoved behind the TV. They looked important, but she had no idea where they went.
Dinner was amazing, since Jack was a great cook. As soon as the last bite was gone, Jesse was already waiting at the door, ready to go for ice cream. The moment he’d seen the ice cream shop earlier that day, he’d nearly yanked my arm off trying to get me to go that way. He’d only agreed to wait for Olive because we’d promised him to bring him back later, just the guys. I wasn’t saying the kid had an ice cream problem, but…
“Let me put shoes on and I’ll be ready.” Olive stood up and went to move towards her bedroom but Caleb pointed to the floor under the table. She leaned down and gasped. “Stop it! Y’all got me shoes, too?”
We got the pleasure of watching her pull her dress up so she could slip her feet into the lacy green flats and tie them up to her calves. All the lacing and tying and my mind went straight to tying Olive up. I had no business walking into an ice cream shop with an erection, though, so I thought of sad things to get it under control.
“Come on, everybody!” Jesse practically vibrated with energy. “I’m going to get three scoops! No, four!
Olive laughed and pulled him in for a hug. “How about we start with one? We can always go back.”
He looked up at us and then batted his eyelashes at her. “Just you and me, Mommy?”
Before she could answer, Caleb grunted. “Hey. Don’t start acting like a con artist, little dude. You made us promise to take you back already, as a guy’s trip.”
Jesse groaned. “Aw, Caleb!”
Olive laughed and pinched his cheeks. “You got your mom’s love of ice cream, didn’t you? It’s probably the massive amounts of ice cream I ate when I was pregnant with you. No one wanted me to have any so I snuck around and got it while no one knew. I guess I’m to blame for your sneaky ice cream ways.”
“So, it’s okay?”
She grinned. “Nope. One scoop for tonight and then you can go again later with all of us or some of us, but not multiple times while tricking us.”
“But I don’t know what flavor I want, Mom. I can’t just get one. What if I don’t like it?” Jesse hung his head and followed Olive out to my truck.
“So, that’s the secret. Most places will give you samples. You can eat so many samples that one scoop is enough.” Olive heard Caleb snort and swatted his arm. “Hush.”
We listened to Jesse talk about what flavors they might have as I drove. Jesse could buckle himself into his booster seat easily enough so it took a while for Olive to realize that he had a new seat.
“You… You guys bought him a new booster seat.” Her voice was watery as she spoke. “This one is the safest one they make.”
I glanced back at her in the rearview mirror and swallowed my feelings at seeing how grateful she was for something so small to us. “It seemed like it was time for an upgrade. I hope that was okay.”
“This one hastwocup holders, Mommy. I can double-fist my juice boxes.”
Olive swung her face around to Caleb. “Don’t try to deny that it was you. I know you’re the one who thought it would be hilarious to teach him that.”
Caleb smirked. “It wasn’t me, sweetheart. I’m a fucking boy scout around the kid.”
