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“Was it that good?” she asked, wrinkling her nose. “Couldn’t you find good sex with someone who wasn’t out to hurt you?”
“Well, let’s not exaggerate. She’s not out to hurt me. She just has her own agenda, which is making sure the band continues to make a lot of money so her fifteen percent adds up.”
She scoffed. “Ridiculous. You should fire her.”
“I tried. Band wasn’t on board.”
“I’m going to have a talk with Carter,” she muttered.
“Ma, Aurora isn’t the point here.”
“Of course not. This young woman, Presley. What is she like? Is she pretty? Do you like her?”
“I do. More than I wanted to admit, even to myself. But she fuckin’ hates me now.” I took another long drink before finding some pictures of Presley to show her.
“You have to bring them here!” she said abruptly, after scrolling through them. “I have to meet my grandson.”
Leave it to my mother to make it all about her.
“I tried. She wants nothing to do with me other than money. And I don’t mean that the way it sounds. It’s not like she asked for anything beyond some things for the baby, and to pay the hospital bill. She’s not trying to keep him from me either, but she refuses to come here or spend time with me. I didn’t even see her this morning. She stayed in her room until I left.”
“So she still has feelings for you,” my mother mused.
I snorted. “Yeah. Feelings of hate. Distrust. Anger.”
She laughed. “All the women you’ve been with, and you still don’t really know anything about them outside of the bedroom.”
“What does that mean?”
“If she truly hated you, it wouldn’t bother her to be around you at all. She would be worried about her child, anxious to make sure he was okay around this person she didn’t like and would most likely be doing everything in her power to make you want to leave. Instead, she hid. The only reason she would do that is because she has feelings she’d been trying to conceal.”
I hadn’t thought of that, but I wasn’t sure I believed it.
“Her aunt was with us, so she knew Jeremy was safe, even though I don’t think she’s worried about me hurting him.” I paused. “At least, I hope not.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I don’t know. She’s also embarrassed.”
“Embarrassed?” She cocked her head. “About what?”
“The fact that she was nothing but a one-night stand. She said something about how humiliating it would be to meet you, knowing that you know the details of how she got pregnant.”
“I wouldn’t say I know the details,” Mom said. “But that’s silly. You had sex. Big deal. Everyone is having sex these days. And why wouldn’t she want to spend time with my famous, handsome son?”
“Because of me, she didn’t graduate,” I muttered. “Fuck. I don’t know what to do or how to get her to forgive me.”
“Interesting feeling now that the shoe is on the other foot, eh?” Her eyes met mine.
“Ma, this isn’t about us. I have bigger problems right now.”
“I know. But it doesn’t change reality.”
“You want me to say I forgive you? Fine. I forgive you for spending my money like it was your own and making me feel bad in my own house. Happy?”
She pursed her lips. “This is definitely not the time for this conversation.”
“No, it’s not.”
