Page 37 of Dr. Harley


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He was cute and nice, but I felt nothing. I feel like Brody was a man, and these guys are just boys. He wasn’t just any man. He was the perfect man. I miss him. I miss the way I felt around him. I’m afraid I’ll never feel the same way about another man.

“Harley, are you participating?” Reagan looks at me like I’m crazy.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“We’re sharing funny memories from this house. You suggested we laugh instead of crying. Any of this ringing a bell? It was one minute ago.”

I give her a dirty look. “I’m in. In fact, I’ll go first.”

I give her a little smirk. “Remember Reagan’s eighteenth birthday? I came home from school, and we decided to all go into her room to wake her up to bring her breakfast in bed. To our surprise, Dexter had the same idea, and we walked in on Reagan naked, bouncing up and down on top of him. Nowthatwas funny.”

Reagan jumps on top of me. “I hate you.” We’re all laughing. She’s got me pinned and is tickling me.

“Stop, I’m going to pee in my pants.” She finally stops. I grab my phone. “I think I still have the video. Anyone want to see it?” She jumps on top of me again and we’re all giggling.

Aunt Cass walks in as we’re laughing. “I like that sound. What are you guys laughing about?”

Mom hands her some wine. “We’re reminiscing about when we all went to wake Reagan up on her eighteenth, and we caught her and Dexter in bed.”

Skylar laughs, “Dad covered my virginal eyes and quickly dragged me out of the room. I vividly remember Dexter screaming in embarrassment, scrambling to grab his clothes, but Reagan barely caring.”

Aunt Cass smiles. “I still have the video if you guys want to see it.”

Reagan looks mad. “What? Why do you have the video? You weren’t even here.”

“Your Mom sent it to me that morning. I thought I was seeing a sweet video of your family wishing you a happy birthday, but instead I saw your cute little ass, with Dexter’s hands on it, and then the phone drops to the floor and mayhem ensues.”

Reagan huffs. “This family is deranged.”

Aunt Cass just smiles. “Speaking of deranged, Dick pissed on my bed this morning while I was having sex.”

We all look at Aunt Cass in confusion. I ask, “Whose dick pissed in your bed?”

“Dick, my dog, pissed in my bed.”

“You have a dog?”

“Yes.”

“And his name is Dick?”

“Yes.”

“I know I will regret asking this, but why is his name Dick?”

“So that I always have dick in my bed. Duh.” We all burst out laughing again.

“When did you get a dog? Why don’t we know this?”

“Last year after your mother kicked me out of her bed. I missed having a warm body, so Dick keeps me warm at night when I don’t have actual dick.”

I shake my head. “I have no words for you, Aunt Cass. You’re one of a kind.” She takes a bow. “So why did he piss in your bed.”

“I’m not sure. Dennis and I were going at it. I don’t know if Dick was mad that I wasn’t giving him attention, or he was freaked out by my screams, but he jumped on my bed and took a piss. It was disgusting.” We all laugh.

“I’m still not over the fact that you have a dog named Dick.”

CHAPTEREIGHT

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