A Little Bit of Trouble (18 page)

     “What day?”

     “The day Lucas starts becoming pussy whipped,” she makes a whipping motion with her hand and darts away giggling.

    
We drop a happy Harriet off at Loryn’s and head home. Loryn helps me get Amelia ready and even reads her favorite bedtime story with me. As usual Amelia doesn’t make it past page ten. The kid likes to sleep.

     “What now?” Loryn asks as I lead her to the room. “Movie?”

     “I was hoping we could make out… but if you want to be boring.”

     “Hey,” she laughs and smacks my arm.
Her face suddenly gets serious, “Tell me about what happened.”

     Good mood gone. I sit up and rub my face with my hands. I sigh, “Loryn.”

     “You don’t have to…”

     “I don’t want to Loryn. It’s… not you. It’s too weird.”

     “Why?” she inquires with her brows pulled together. “Why’s it weird?”

    
“Because it should be her with me and not you.” Fuck! Her face falls, I quickly grab her arm before she can move away. “Babe. I didn’t, I don’t mean it like that, I mean… Fuck. What do I mean?” I exhale a long breath and slump backwards. After pulling her feet onto my lap I run my fingers up her shin and lose myself in my thoughts. “I’m sorry. It’s hard. I feel like I’m cheating on her.”

     She nods but I’m still saying the wrong thing, I haven’t appeased her.

     “She was my first love Loryn. I met her in High School. We did everything together, she was my best friend.” My fingers drift up and down her calf. “
I asked her to marry me right out of High School. I lost her because I was a fucking idiot. And then when I started college, she was there, we reconnected. It was like I was given a second chance. God plays cruel jokes, we had our daughters, our nice house, our perfect fucking life and then she’s gone again but for good this time and so is my daughter and half of my fucking memories of my time with them.” The loss of memories are due to my head injury.

     “Lucas,” she says softly. “She’d want you to be happy.”

     “I really don’t want to talk about this Loryn. You don’t know what she’d want.” That came out a little snappier than I meant it to. “She was possessive, jealous,
and passionate. She’d hate this, she used to check my phone all the time, and I wasn’t even allowed to go out without her. But I didn’t mind, because she made me happy. She was insecure, she grew up in foster care like I did. She was beaten badly by her mom as a child. But she was so beautiful, she cared deeply about everything. She was crazy when it came to recycling, she loved our girls although she was a little lazy with them, she thought every day we decided to stay home was a stay in pajamas day. Everybody who knew Crystal loved her, she was a little bit like Marie minus the whorish tendencies. When she smiled, god… it could stop traffic. She was so charming and mischievous and playful.” She was amazing, she was my life.

    
I stand up and head into the kitchen. Conversation over, now I just feel irritated.

     “I’m sorry,” Loryn says softly and wraps her arms around my waist. “I won’t bring it up again. But maybe… maybe you should talk to someone about it.”

     “Leave it,” I grind out and step away from her. “I’m going to bed.”

     “I shouldn’t have asked, I had no right.”

     “No, you didn’t.” I walk to my room, and shake the blanket to remove the cat. He hops off with an angry hiss. Whatever.

     Crystal, Crystal, Crystal. I touch her face on the picture on the nightstand. I miss you so damn much. Please don’t hate me for this.

    
Annie… no, I can’t and won’t think about her. I need to sleep.

     “Come on babe,” she grins and swings the car door open. I smile and buckle my little girl into her booster seat. “I’m driving.”

     “Give me the damn keys,” I hold out my hand. As usual she ignores me and heads straight for the driver’s side. I get to watch her ass as she goes, I’ll never get tired of that ass. With attitude, I climb into the passenger side. “I still can’t believe you’re making me do this.”

     “It’ll be romantic,” she flips her hair over her shoulder. “I’ll give you a blowjob on the way back if you promise not to whine.” How can I resist that?

     “Daddy, daddy?”

     I twist in my seat and look at my gorgeous daughter. “What’s up squirt?”

     “Can we get a puppy?”

     “No.”

     “Why?”

     “Because I said so,” I reach over the console and take my wife’s hand. “Mommy doesn’t like doggies.”

     “And daddy doesn’t like kitties,” she gives me a flirtatious wink as we stop at a stop sign. “But he loves pu…” I cover her mouth and scowl playfully at her. Damn I love her dirty mouth. It’s a huge turn on.

     I watch her smile when I release her face, she’s so beautiful. How did I get so lucky?

    “What?” she giggles and pushes my face away with her hand. “Get a grip will you?”

    “I love you,” I whisper and bite her shoulder playfully.

     Something clings to me, something warm and soft. I sigh and snuggle closer and like a moth to the flame my hands find boobs. Perfect. Sleep claims me again.

     Okay, things are tense over breakfast, Loryn is barely making eye contact with me as we eat. She’s apparently taking Amelia to school, so she’s taking the car. Amelia is excited as usual, kid gets excited about everything. Crazy girl.

     “You remember where to take her?” I say softly and wrap my arms around Loryn from behind as she fastens her belt around her hips. My lips find the delicate skin behind her ear. Loryn?”

     “Yeah?”

     “Are you okay?”

     She turns in my arms, “Are you?”

     I nod with a shrug, “Why wouldn’t I be?”

     “Last night…
?” her tone is questioning.

     I rub her arms and smile softly, “It was stupid. Let’s just forget it.”

     “Sure,” she doesn’t seem relaxed. “I need to go, or I’m going to be late. Feed Velcro.”

     Umm… “Why?”

     “I’m busy,” she snatches her bag from the desk with attitude and opens the door.
So, yep, she’s definitely pissed at me.

     I twiddle my thumbs, feeling like shit. I overreacted last night, I seem to be doing that a lot lately. She has every right to ask about Crystal. God, I’m such a dick. What the hell is wrong with me?

     I need to feed the fucking cat. “Just you and me now,” I say to the mewling fluff ball as I grab his food bowls and place them on the side. What do I feed it? Ah-ha! Found the cat bits and the meat. Shit, that stinks.

     Yowl. Meow. Mew. Yowl.

     “I’m fucking doing it,” I snap at the cat in disbelief and push him away with my foot. “Stop using my fucking leg as a scratch post.”

     “I’m back,” Loryn announces as she walks through the door. She stops in her tracks when she enters the kitchen. “What are you doing?”

     “Attempting to make you a…” I read the recipe booklet. “Kiwi, apple, banana and carrot smoothie.”

     “You’re naked.”

     I look down at the apron covering my front and turn my head to look at my naked back and legs, “Huh… so I am.”

     “Why are you naked and making me smoothies?”

     “Because, I can’t actually cook properly, so I figured we could make these, let them cool in the fridge, then I’m going to fuck you good and proper before taking you shopping,” I give her a panty dropping grin.

     “Why are we going shopping?”

     “You need new clothes.”

     “I do not need new clothes.”

     “Ok
ay then, I want to buy you new clothes. Preferably more skirts like the one you’re wearing,” I put the lid on the blender and face her. “Easy access.”

     “I don’t want you to buy me clothes,” she frowns and folds her arms across her chest. “I can buy my own things.”

     I roll my eyes, “I’m buying you clothes. But if you really want to earn it.” I place my hands on her shoulders and smile mischievously, “I wouldn’t mind seeing you on your knees.”

     “You want to buy me clothes in return for a blowjob?” she scoffs in insult. Ah shit.

     I roll my eyes, “Hell woman, you are so fucking sensitive. Whether you give me a damn blowjob or not I’m still going to buy you clothes because I want to!”

     “I… I’m sorry.”

     “As you should be, now make it up to me,” I go to lift the apron she slaps my hands away and huffs. “Okay, okay, I get the message. No blowjob for Lucas.”

     “And I don’t want you to buy me any clothes,” she says with a determined nod. “But thank you for the… what are you doing?” I watch the fabric of her shirt tear down t
he middle as I grip and rip it with ease. Her gorgeous bra covered breasts now in view. I grab her skirt as she tries to scramble away, I rip that too. “LUCAS! This is my favorite skirt!”

     “Oh, would you look at that,” I scratch the back of my head and shrug, “I guess I’ll have to buy you a new one.” I can’t help it, I smirk and it’s smug. Score!

     “You… you… gah!” She grips her shirt together at the front with a fist and scrambles to pick up the fabric of her skirt. As she’s bending over to scoop it up I grab the dish towel and flick it on her bare ass cheek. Making her squeal and run, so I chase after her and do it again. “Lucas stop!” she laughs, I pin her on the sofa and start digging my fingers into her ribs. She laughs so hard nothing but air comes out. I laugh with her.

     Brrreeeep.

     Did she just? I clear my throat to stop myself from laughing it doesn’t work. She just farted. “Stop laughing,” she snaps and buries her face in her hands, her cheeks and neck bright red from embarrassment. “That’s your fault. I hate being tickled.”

     “Oh my god, that absolutely stinks. Christ, you fart like a man,” I’m still laughing and laying on top of her. She pushes me off, I fall onto the floor on my back whilst waving my hand in the air to waft the stench away. “
You dirty girl.”

     “I’m never talking to you again.” She stomps away which only makes me laugh harder.
I can still hear her grumbling to herself as she gets dressed. When she comes out she heads to the smoothie maker and switches it on. I love the shorts she’s chosen, they hug her ass like a glove. I’m about to follow her when I see the cat skipping along behind her. It looks at me, stops in the kitchen doorway and starts grooming itself. This cat… knows what it’s doing. I narrow my eyes at it and sit back on the sofa with a huff.

     I hear the front door close and then a curse. What’s going on? The banging begins. “LUCAS!” I hear Loryn shout. HA! She’s locked herself out. “LUCAS!” She continues banging.

     I open the door, no one there. Shit. “Loryn?” I step out into the hall, still butt naked apart from the apron. “Loryn?” No sign of her.

     “Hey good looking,” Loryn’s voice comes from behind me. She waves her fingers and slams the door. She did not just lock me out… naked. I lift my hand and bang on the door.

     “Let me in Loryn. I’m warning you.”

     “I think not… are you going to stop bossing me around?”

     “Probably not.”

     “Enjoy your stay in the hall.”

     Crazy bitch. “I’m going to get you back for this.”

     I made smoothies and everything.