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It looked like a reality TV episode of the young and gorgeous.
With the vibe, good people in his space, Elsa obviously happy and in her element, he didn’t hate it.
“Anyone seenNope?” Jadyn asked.
“Oh my God,” Fliss exclaimed. “I wanna be Keke Palmer when I grow up.”
“Huge crush on Daniel Kaluuya.Huge,” Carole announced.
Elsa caught his eyes and smiled, her blue ones sparkling with happiness, before she shoved some of his short ribs into her mouth.
Oh yeah, he didn’t hate it.
“I vowed years ago never to watch the Oscars, but I renewed my vows afterNopewas dissed. Fuck that,” Felicity declared.
“Word,” Gemma agreed.
Hale took a sip of his wine.
Then he scooped up some ribs with mashed potatoes and gravy.
The gravy was Gemma’s recipe.
* * *
“I don’t knowwhat the problem is,” he heard Elsa say into the phone as he walked from the bathroom across the bedroom to the closet, where she was.
She was in her underwear: panties and a strapless bra. Her hair was in curlers. Her makeup was done. She was wearing false eyelashes. She looked glamorous, sexy and adorable, all at once. This meant Hale wanted to make her hold onto the built-in set of drawers where she was filling an evening bag, pull down her panties and fuck her right there.
He didn’t do that because he’d finished fucking her on the couch an hour before which meant they were running late.
She looked to him and watched him pull up his trousers.
Her eyes moved from his crotch to his face.
“Who?” he mouthed.
“Emilie,” she mouthed back.
Fabulous.
She left her evening bag where it was and wandered out of the closet, toward the bathroom, saying into her phone, “She’s living at my place, I’m paying the rent, the utilities, the cable bill, and Dad’s giving her an allowance until the papers are signed.”
This was recent news, something they didn’t know, because Inger nor David had shared it.
David had been giving Elsa’s mother an allowance since she left, even when she’d been living with Adam.
Hale had told Elsa she could have a break on the rent for when her mother was there.
She wouldn’t hear of it.
Now they both knew Inger could afford to pay that rent, and she hadn’t offered.
“I can’t help but think, since this drama is becoming an ongoing thing, that Mom is playing us,” she continued.
She’d be right about that.
He could get the woman was freaked that she made a move toward happiness and fulfillment, and it didn’t work out like she’d hoped. So now she had no money of her own, no job, and was living in her daughter’s apartment.
