ROMANCE: THREESOME : Billionaire Brothers' Party (MFM Menage Romance) (New Adult Contemporary Threesome Short Stories) (43 page)

“And what does that one look like?” Priscilla asked as she pointed at one of the wispy clouds floating past.

Thomas seemed to mull over it as he licked his black raspberry ice cream. Elaine took a long lick of her butterscotch as she thought about how she should bring up what happened the night before with her mother. Should she tell her mother everything? Or would that be going too far?

Who was she kidding? Her mother knew almost every nitty-gritty detail about her life and there was nothing to be hidden from that woman. She may have let Thomas play on his own a little too long and allowed him to make stains on the kitchen floor, but that didn’t make her a complete fool. She just got too distracted during those readings to look after Thomas properly.

“Like a starfish,” Thomas finally answered. He took a big lick of his sticky, gooey ice cream and became enamored with the process of finding another cloud.

“So what’s on your mind, cupcake?” Elaine ignored her mother until she realized the aging woman was looking at her and not at her son.

“What makes you think something’s on my mind?”

“Well, you’ve been silent all this time, except for when you ordered the ice cream, and you’ve been acting a little odd since you woke up this morning with a-” Priscilla looked down at her grandson and, for once, seemed to have a little concern about what she was about to say around young ears.

“I just feel out of sorts since I was out so late last night.” She looked pointedly at Thomas as he gazed up at the sky and then beyond to the park that was only fifteen or so feet away. “Hey, buddy, why don’t you build me a sand castle? I could really go for one today,” she told her three-year-old as he finished his ice cream. They’d been sitting in silence for only fifteen or so minutes, but Thomas wasn’t one to fool around with ice cream.

“Alright, but what about the clouds?” he asked as he turned to his grandmother.

“They’ll be around again. That’s the great thing about clouds. There’s always an abundance of them here,” Priscilla told him as she leaned down and gave him a pat on the behind before she pushed him toward the sandbox.

He dutifully gathered sand in his palms and began to pat it together; making a sand castle like Elaine had shown him only a few weeks before.

“So what did you bring me out here to talk about?” Priscilla adopted the tone she’d had when Elaine was a teenager. It was a tone that told her daughter she was ready to hear anything, and that she wasn’t going to be judgmental about what she heard.

“You know I went out last night, and you know I came home late.” Elaine twisted her hands together. “I wanted to ask you what it was like, when you divorced Dad. Were you afraid to bring men home to meet me?”

Priscilla was silent as her lips parted. She hadn’t been expecting to hear her daughter say those words and it showed on her face. Her eye crinkled at the corners as they narrowed and she gently put her teeth back together. Hadn’t she known that Elaine had slept with someone the night before? She had thought it was obvious, but perhaps it hadn’t been.

“So that’s why you were late?” Her mother asked rhetorically. Thomas squealed when he found a millipede in the sand and eagerly put it on one of his sand castle’s guard towers. At least, that’s what Elaine assumed the lump in front of the larger lump was supposed to be.

“Let’s just say I had a run-in with someone very nice last night, and he seems to be showing interest. But I don’t know if I should really be dating just yet, Mom. What if it’s too soon, or what if I introduce him to Thomas and then he just disappears? What do I say to him?” The ‘him’ she was referring to was her son and they both knew it.

Priscilla reached out a hand in comfort and laid it on her daughter’s knee. “You introduce the man as a friend and you let Thomas gather as much information as he needs to from that statement. And I think it’s about time you started spending more time with adults that weren’t either too old to be eligible or your mother.” Elaine knew her mother was referring to the amount of time she spent sitting on the living room floor with her son when Priscilla and Jacob were watching Wheel of Fortune or some other game show in the evening.

She had jumped Ethan because she had been lonely, but her mother hadn’t given her the answer she was looking for. Had it been right? Was she risking too much?

“I just-”

“Elaine,” Priscilla interjected with a gentle tone. “If you’re feeling lonely, then you have to take care of that. You can’t just sacrifice everything in order to be his mother when there isn’t a father in the picture. If you don’t take care of yourself first, you can’t be a healthy enough, happy enough mother for him. You won’t make the same mistakes I did,” Priscilla told her quietly as she removed her hand from her daughter’s knee.

“Mom, I didn’t say that,” Elaine replied quietly, but they both knew that was what she was worried about.

Thomas eagerly teetered over to her with a large salamander in his hands and Elaine helped him find a safe spot for it away from the sandbox. Then she took his hand and walked him home with her mother on the other side. Perhaps her mother was right. Maybe it was time to take care of herself emotionally so that she could be a happier person for her son.

There was a dark car parked along the street out front of her mother’s home, and while it wasn’t odd for the occasional neighbor to have friends over who parked in one of their spaces because they rarely used them, there was something familiar about the car. It wasn’t until they were almost upon it that Elaine realized she knew exactly why the car was familiar, and she smiled at her mother as she pointed at the front door. Priscilla knew exactly what her daughter wanted and took Thomas up the front stairs. She pretended she was washing the windows with a rag about a minute later, making Elaine wonder where poor Thomas was.

The dark man who owned the car stepped out from its driver’s side and smiled at her. “I was just about to leave when I saw you walking up in my rearview mirror. I swear I was only here about a minute, but I still didn’t your number and you didn’t look too thrilled to see me earlier, so I wasn’t going to ask for it then.”

Ethan shoved his cell phone into his front pocket and closed the door to his car. He was strikingly handsome in the sunlight, and the way his lips curved at the corners, she supposed he liked what he saw in her. “I wasn’t so sure I was eager to see you either, but I’m starting to come around. Did you need the tin your mother brought the cookies over in back? I can go get them-” she trailed off as he pushed off his car and started to walk toward her. They were only five or six feet apart before, but then he was standing only two or three feet away. It was still considered friendship distance to someone who was observing on the outside, but the hairs on Elaine’s arms had stood on end.

“I’m not here to pick up mother’s tin. I was hoping I could pick up something much more beautiful; say Friday night, around seven?” She hadn’t dated much in high school and she’d never dated through college. It felt odd to have someone who was practically a stranger, even one she had slept with, ask her on a date right outside of her mother’s house.

The thought of their encounter the other night still made her blush.

“Why don’t we take a walk?” she asked as she waved at her mother to reassure the crazy woman she was okay.

“Well, alright. I’ve got to be back at the fire department in about forty-five minutes, but I think I’ve got time for a walk with an angel.” Elaine rolled her eyes, but the butterflies in her abdomen started up again. She ignored Jacob’s piercing stare as they walked past his porch and tried to think of what she wanted to say and how she wanted to say it.

“Ethan,” she started quietly, and then pressed her lips together.

“Elaine,” he said with a smile as he reached down and touched his fingertips to the back of her hand. When she looked at him imploringly, he chuckled. “I thought we were just saying each other’s names. I recall we did that a lot,” he whispered conspiratorially.

The fluttering increased into a quick tempo and she feared she might do something silly like allow him to take her hand in public. Jody had seemed so upset about learning that she had gone home the night before with Ethan Mack, and she still didn’t know why. So maybe she should start there before she answered his invitation.

“Do you know Jody Gallant?” When she asked, she studied his face to see if there was any reaction to tell her he was about to say a lie. She’d been getting good at that now that Thomas was old enough to lie about taking an extra cookie.

“I do,” Ethan told her as a crease developed between his brows. The gesture was so like her son it was shocking. “But I don’t know what she has to do with us.” He was telling the truth as far as Elaine could discern.

“When I told her you drove me home last night, she started acting in a way I’d never seen her act before. She almost seemed…jealous and upset at the same time. She told me to stay away from you.”

They were quiet a moment as Ethan reached up the hand furthest from her and pinched his bottom lip. He seemed to be considering what he was going to tell her, and she felt her guards starting to go up. “Jody and I met a few months ago at a party. I didn’t know who she was, and she introduced herself. She wasn’t wearing a wedding band, so I figured she was single. We danced, but I wasn’t too interested because there’s just something off about her.”

“She seems like she’s hiding behind a façade.” Elaine filled in.

“Yeah, like that. So anyway, she asked me to go outside with her and I did to be polite. I thought she wanted to talk in private and I figured I’d give her a chance, but she grabbed my face and tried to kiss me. I was shocked, so I let her, but when I refused to continue the one-sided make-out session, she retaliated.” Elaine waited for him to explain what he meant by that.

“What did she do?” she finally asked when he didn’t elaborate.

“She told everyone that I had come onto her without her consent and that she was going to have her husband come after me. I told everyone who asked that I didn’t know she was married or that she had a son, and she’s been spouting that lie ever since. Elaine,” he stopped and finally took her hand in his. “I didn’t do that, I swear! I would never push a woman beyond where she wanted to go. I-you don’t think that I would-that I had-”

It was horrifying to watch him stutter any longer and she gave his hand a squeeze. “I know you didn’t do anything she didn’t ask for, and you didn’t do anything with me I didn’t ask for. We’re two, consenting adults, and I’d be lying through my teeth if I said I didn’t enjoy every last second of it.” Her cheeks flushed a bright crimson as she looked away from him.

“Good, I’m glad,” Ethan told her as he put his fingers under her chin to lift her gaze back to his. “So about that date?” he asked hesitantly.

“I guess I usually eat on Friday nights,” she told him with a small smile. They would talk about the even heavier stuff another time. First, she wanted to figure out if she could get along with the man when she wasn’t tipsy, but if their walk was any indication, she knew she’d like him.

“Wow, look at you,” Haley said as she stopped swiping at the conveyer belt that carried the groceries down to the bagging area. She spritzed the shiny stainless steel with the vinegary smelling cleaner and Elaine made a face. “Sorry, did I get ya?” she asked innocently.

“You know you did. What are you doing here so early? I thought it was just going to be me this morning,” Elaine perched on the indent that held the bags directly behind her register. She rarely made conversation with Haley, but she would roll with it.

“I think Steve messed up the schedule so we’re both here this morning.” Haley shrugged as she started in on her register. She mercilessly sprayed it with cleaner and Elaine wondered if the poor thing would short out.

“Wow, two registers open on a Friday morning seems a little crazy,” Elaine responded as she leaned down to get her own bottle of cleaner. The blue-tinted liquid sloshed around and foamed as she began to wipe down the belt and then the screen. It looked like her station hadn’t seen a cleaning in months, but then again, either she or Haley worked the register closest to the door. There was never a second person.

Throughout her shift, Haley and Elaine chatted idly about the new renovations happening at a downtown restaurant Elaine hadn’t been to as of yet. About two hours in, Haley dropped a hint about her and her boyfriend. “They’re getting in these really awesome booths and I heard they’re hiring a new head chef. Ben, my boyfriend, he’s one of the bus boys there and he got me in last night. He showed me all the new appliances they’re getting and the new booths,” Haley trailed off with a quiet, small smile as she looked at her register screen.

It took Elaine a few seconds to understand why and she chuckled before she could hide it. “Really? In a restaurant that’s being remodeled, on the new booths?” she whispered as she leaned over the scale and scanner.

“Shh, quiet!” Haley mock whispered as she looked around. They hadn’t seen a customer yet, and it had been a few hours.

“Are you afraid the can of peas over here are going to start talking?” Elaine asked as she held them up. “Did you hear what Haley did with her boyfriend last night?” she asked them as she giggled. It was lame and it was pretty girly, but it felt good. “Seriously, though. Let me know which booth so I know not to sit at that table.”

“I don’t know. They’re not installed yet. They’re just sitting in the middle of the dining area.”

“Oh, jeez!” Elaine made a face that was between mock horror and disgust.

“Still, it’s not as bad as what I heard you and Ethan Mack did last week,” Haley said as she studied her nails. Elaine didn’t say a word as she mulled over those words. Had someone seen them, or was Haley fishing for information? “Jody has a big mouth,” Haley finished with a shrug.

They talked about the weather after that because Elaine wasn’t going to tell anyone what she had done with Ethan the previous week. She hadn’t told anyone but her mother about the date that night, but she was sure talk would reverberate through the town the next morning. Someone was sure to see them, and she wasn’t afraid of a tiny rumor started by a petty woman.

When Elaine walked through the front door, she was assaulted with the smell of sugar cookies and ultra-sweet icing. She had trusted her mother to look after Thomas that morning and afternoon, and she knew exactly how they had spent it. After all, her mother had been her mother before she had been Thomas’ grandmother.

“I hope you didn’t let him eat too many cookies!” Elaine called out as she hung up her purse on the hall hook. Her mother peeked around the kitchen opening with a hand full of purple icing and smiled sweetly.

“Why don’t you go upstairs and change? I’m going to do a reading for you real quick,” her mother told her before she disappeared. The sound of childish giggles erupted from the kitchen and Elaine smiled at the sound. Things had changed since her mother had talked candidly with her in the park.

Elaine didn’t know what to wear and it showed as she threw shirt after shirt on her bed. When she finally settled on a deep, crimson top that showed a generous bit of cleavage and a pair of tailored jeans that fit her well, she headed down the stairs to tell her mother she wasn’t interested in a reading. But she was already sitting on the couch with her cards in front of her and Thomas playing idly with some oversized Legos.

When her mother patted the spot beside her, Elaine found that she was sitting down. She usually scoffed at her mother’s readings, but this time her mother seemed serious as she held out the cards to Elaine.

“Hold them a few minutes,” she said quietly. Neither woman looked at each other as Elaine held the cards.

Then she proceeded to lay them out in the simple spread her mother had taught her when she was a child. Three cards in a row.

“Now flip them,” her mother whispered, but Elaine knew what to do. She flipped over the first card, the second, and the third.

The first card, the past, was the lovers. Elaine narrowed her eyes as she stared at it. She knew the card for lovers could mean a relationship between two actual lovers or a relationship between relatives, but she understood it most likely represented her relationship with her husband. Without the flame of love, it was failing, and she knew that.

The second card, the present, was the hanged man. He symbolized a sacrifice for the greater good or the ability to let something go in order to move forward. Sometimes a person had to let go of what they thought was right in order to find what was right. Did it symbolize that she should move forward with Ethan or was she forcing it and should let go?

The third card, death, didn’t frighten her as it did when she was a child. The death card was not about someone actually dying, but about new beginnings. Out of death came life, and that was her future. Elaine felt her chest constrict as she tried to figure out what they meant, but maybe that’s what the middle card was trying to tell her? She had to stop trying to figure everything out?

“This is just too frustrating,” she told her mother as she stood. “It’s why I never got into this.”

“The cards only tell you what you already know,” her mother stated quietly as she scooped them back up. Elaine was about to argue, but she heard the doorbell ring and took a deep breath. “Have fun on your date, honey. What will come will come.”

“You’re so cryptic,” Elaine mumbled as she leaned down and kissed her son on the forehead. “You be good for grandma and make sure she doesn’t eat too many cookies, okay?”

“Okay,” Thomas told her as he returned her kiss with a sloppy one on her cheek.