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“Yeah,” I said, “I wanna take care of you any way I can—”
“I don’t want you to feel obli—”
“I wanna be the only one to make you orgasm, but I know it’s tough because I need some time.”
“Chase,” she said. “You’re the only who…makes me come. I was just using my hands.”
Damn, she made me feel a million bucks.
“Uh, I-I gotta change the sheets and clean up.” She gulped. “I am a little sticky.”
“Fuck! Beth. How are you gonna tell me that and expect me to go to the sleep tonight?” I slapped my thigh and chuckled at my self-imposed predicament.
“If you…still have that problem tonight…you can call me…”
I hit my head against the seat. “It’s no problem at all,” I told her with a heavy sigh. I peered at someone into the distance who became all too clear. “Hey, Beth, I gotta go.”
“Oh, okay. Later.”
“Later, babe.”
She hung up and I put my phone behind me.
“Funny running into you here,” Cassidy said with mock surprise.
I fixed my face. She pressed her chest forward and flipped her pale blond hair on the side. I stood up and began to carefully fold my chair and put everything away. There were fewer people here then there had been on Sunday, so I knew she felt more confident to do just about anything. She seemed confused that I hadn’t said anything yet or shown any hostility despite the fact that every muscle in my body had tensed.
And then I braved a smile. “Just the person I was looking for,” I said.
***
Bethany
I passed by the kitchen and waved to Nancy when she called me back into the kitchen. I went inside and Aunt Deborah was sitting by the island with a wrinkled forehead and a big cup of coffee in her hand. I wouldn’t have known she was here unless I came in. It was quiet, but not a harmonious quiet.
“Morning,” I said to both of them.
“Hey, Beth,” Aunt Deborah said, and I hated to see the deep black bags underneath her eyes. Uncle Anton was now sleeping in a guest bedroom and he’d looked worse for wear than Aunt Deborah. I hated that she was miserable.
Aunt Deborah finished her coffee. Nancy took her tall mug, poured more coffee, and added agave to it. “Will you see Pierce today?” She tried to sound energetic. I was beginning to think that Pierce hadn’t spoken to her for days. Her pretty, light azure eyes sparkled when she mentioned Pierce. Even though I knew that Cindy loved me, I couldn’t say that I’d had that effect on her, and it made me feel a little envious of Pierce.
“Yes. Have you heard from him?” I cautiously asked.
Her gaze shifted from her cup to me. “He’s called. But it’s not the same as seeing him every day like I had been. He and Anton won’t speak to each other. And you already know that they had a very bad argument when they arrived home from their meeting in Miami.” She huffed. “I want my boys back.”
I nodded, and Nancy placed Aunt Deborah’s coffee on the table. “You know Anton believes what Cassidy told him,” she told Aunt Deborah.
Momentarily, she flicked her eyes Nancy’s way before her focus returned to the counter. She tapped her French-manicured nails on the surface. “I don’t believe for one second that Chase has been sweet for Cassidy. Not one bit.”
“So you know that he hasn’t done anything with Cassidy?” The question slipped out of my mouth.
Frowning, Aunt Deborah replied, “Cassidy lied about Chase.” She waved her hand. “The hard part is getting your uncle to believe me.”
Nancy’s chin creased as she handed me two sealed containers. “This smells amazing, Nancy.”
“They’re mantecados; Spanish crumble cakes.” There was a slight quirk to her lips. “Chase and Pierce couldn’t get enough of them when they were here.”
“Tell Chase and Pierce that I said hello,” Aunt Deborah said.
