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“She was all, ‘Oh Wes. Oh daddy, pull my hair!’ and it just, damn son, it was over from there.”
I thought about how sometimes Mom and Dad playfully called one another Mama and Daddy. Mom’s no-kids-allowed convertible also had vanity plates that said ‘MAMAS.’
I frowned, refusing to let the thought fully settle.
But it did.
Did that mean…?
God I wanted to vomit.
Surely Mom and Dad didn’t…
I mean, I knew they had sex. I didn’t want to think about them having sex, but c’mon, what couple wasn’t having sex? Thank God, I didn’t walk in on them or, God, hear them going at it.
But if they were calling each other mama and daddy in public, was it them finding sly ways to turn eacho—
God, barf, no, I couldn’t think about that.
Mom and Dad weren’t having sex, and they weren’t calling each other mama and daddy for any other reason than that’s what they called one another when all of us were younger.
I remembered Ken calling Dad by his name once when she was a teen. Dad had laughed it off. Now, if I ever called Dad, ‘Noah…’
McKenna—hell, all three girls—could do no wrong in dad’s eyes.
“Yo, Ports.” Alex cuffed me in the shoulder.
Thank God. I couldn’t keep my head in that conversation.
I shook my head and rolled my shoulder, dislodging Alex’s hand. “What’s up?”
“You just went all quiet, like you were thinking about your girl or something.” Alex smirked.
Now, Mo telling me to pull her hair… I didn’t think I could get on the ‘daddy’ bandwagon but…
“Dude’s got it so fucking bad,” Alex laughed, shaking my shoulder now. “She must have some magical pussy because it’s the only one he’s been hell bent over since losing his V-card.”
I grinned and shook my head. “Shut up, Alex.”
“Awwwwp! He didn’t deny it, you see that, Ty? You gettin’ it on tonight, Ports?” Alex asked, grinding the air between us, his pelvis entirely too close to my face.
“God, Alex, move that fucking thing.” I pushed against his stomach as I stood up to close my locker.
He moved to close his own locker, grabbing his bag out of it before turning back to me and Ty. “You boys want to get pizza or something?”
I shook my head. “Can’t, my parents are here and taking me home.” I refused to feel like a shmuck because my parents had to drive me around. Did it bother me? Abso-fucking-lutely, but I managed to stay fairly clean-nosed the last month and a half, and wasn’t on anybody’s shit list at the moment. I wasn’t about to start now.
Two more months and I’d get my car back.
So long as I stayed on this path.
They let me hang with Mo, and were cool about my hockey schedule. I wasn’t about to start fucking that all up right now.
I shouldered my bag and waved to the two of them. “See you in the morning, boys.” The team had the option to skate on Saturday mornings after games, but my boys and I usually went to the weight room instead. We would have a mandatory practice Sunday, so it was nice to have one day off skates.
“Kiss mommy and daddy good night for me.”
Fucking Alex. Always had to ruin a decent conversation with those damn jabs.
