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By the time we reach my room, I’m out of breath and famished. Nuts, I just realized I let my anger get in the way of my stomach. “Is there room service?”
“Yes, just dial 27 and they will be happy to help you.”
He slides the key into the lock and opens the door. The room is gorgeous. Decorated in creams and greens, it has a fireplace in the corner and with a flip of a switch it ignites. I could be happy here if I wasn’t so confused, and starving. “Do they have chocolate croissants?”
“Yes, they do,” he leans in and whispers, “but between you and me, I’d sneak next door to the bakery and grab one of theirs. Best in the city—probably in the state, but you would know that since Rip gave you a ride.”
“Do you know him?”
He walks around turning on lights, “Yeah, everyone knows him. Nicest guy in the world.”
Nice guy my butt that he wants to spank. Did he really say that to me? What about the comment about my mouth and his cock? I’m not sure if I should be appalled or flattered. Part of me wants to pack up and go back to California, and the other part wants me to get on my knees and see what that would feel like.
“I’m here for his class, and I’m a bit nervous.”
“Oh, wow. I’ve always wanted to take that class.”
There’s the problem. He gets rankled at my high-end luggage, but he caters to my type—people with money. “Too expensive?”
“No, it’s more about timing.” He places my bag on a luggage rack and stands by the front door. I look at his nametag. His name is Eddie.
“Eddie, thanks for everything.” I pull a twenty from my purse and slip it into his palm.
“Anytime, Ms. Leclerc.” He turns and walks out the door, and I run for my phone.
It takes three rings for Malcolm to answer.
“What’s up buttercup? How’s Vail?”
I pace in front of the fireplace and tell him everything. “He told me he wanted to shut my mouth with his cock.”
Malcolm laughed. “I told you men like tongues.”
“This isn’t funny. Why are you laughing at me?”
“Oh my God! Did you just say cock? You say heck instead of hell. Fudge instead of fuck and shoot instead of shit. Couldn’t find an alternative to cock? What about cockadoodle or clam hugger?”
“You’re being an A hole.”
“Ooh, bringing out the big guns? Say it, Maddy. The word is asshole.” He baits me.
I take a big breath and let him have it. “You’re an asshole, Malcolm.”
“Yes I am, but you love me anyway, and so does Luke. But enough about you. Now it’s time for my news.” The tone of his voice goes from playful to penetrating.
“Tell me, did you find a surrogate? Start a college fund for my future children?” Malcolm and I have one of those instant friendships. It didn’t take long before we shared our deepest secrets and wildest dreams. His is to live out in the open with Luke and, over the last few weeks, I’ve been prodding him to stand up to his father and do something about his dream. “Holy cream puffs! Did you tell your parents?”
Silence fills the air.
“You did.” I dance silently around my room and wait for his answer.
“After we dropped you at the airport this morning, Luke and I went to city hall and got married, then we marched into my father’s office and announced it.”
“What did he say? This isn’t standing up news.” I fall into the overstuffed chair in front of the fireplace and pull out my pen and paper. Drawing calms my nerves and I’m balancing on a knife’s edge between Ripley and Malcolm.
“He said it was about time I got the courage to be a man. Can you believe my dad called me a man for the first time in my life right after I told him I have a husband?”
A whoosh of air leaves my lungs. “That’s wonderful.” I scribble lines on the page. “What about your mom?”
