had been teasing me since I arrived, more so than the penis-shaped candy. The candy is strangely satisfying, and I can’t help it if I have more than one in my mouth.
“Effing hell, there’s corndogs. I tell you what, if there’s one thing you Yanks do well, it’s corndogs.” Kate piles them onto her plate and starts talking about some American football player she is obsessed with when a group of men standing at the door catches my attention.
“Kate,” I whisper.
“Like you need to google the words ‘locker room pecker’ because I tell you what, Charlie, Eric knows where to find the…”
“Kate!” I interrupt.
“What?”
I’m trying not to be conspicuous as I tilt my head to make Kate look at the men.
She bursts out laughing like a private joke plays in her head. “Oh, dear… Nikki went all out.”
“Why are they dressed like that?”
The three men are dressed only in black leather thongs, dog collars, and leather masks. Please don’t tell me they are doms. It’s fun reading about them in erotic fiction, but standing only a few feet away from us makes me extremely uncomfortable.
Nikki is aware I’m pregnant, and obviously, I can’t participate in their naughty games unless they are for her. Horny bitch. I wonder if Rocky gave her that hall pass they always joke about.
“Nikki! Your subs are here,” Kate yells.
Nikki abruptly turns, her game face in place as she walks over, and without saying a word, she pulls the chain, and the subs gets down on all fours. It so explains why she’s wearing black patent 8-inch pumps. So, I’m wrong, they are subs, and Nikki clearly is the dom and loving every second of it. Kate doesn’t hesitate either, mouthing off to one of them who just stands there tolerating her abuse.
I, on the other hand, am worried about the other guests. I rush over to where the older ladies stand chatting, hoping they will understand the hilarity of the situation. “Mom, Debbie, Emily, I’m so sorry.”
“Sweetie, it’s just a bit of fun. The one on the right looks like he may need a good spanking.” Emily giggles as she drinks her cocktail, her constant swaying hinting she’s just a teeny bit intoxicated.
Okay, yes, I’m jealous. It sucks I can’t drink.
I realize as I stand among the three of them that I haven’t really introduced Debbie and my mom. They have been chatting quite animatedly, so I assumed they know of each other. This is awkward. How do you introduce two people who have shared a lover?
OMG, did I just refer to my dad as a lover? Stop Charlie, just stop.
“Mom, this is Debbie. Have you guys met?”
“No, but I know you are Mark’s girlfriend,” Mom clarifies with a pinched expression.
Is there a hint of jealousy in that remark?
“Mom, please…”
“Hi, Maria, it’s nice to finally meet you.” Debbie smiles.
“Aren’t you going to tell me Mark has said many wonderful things about me?” Mom asks, laced in sarcasm.
This is terrible. “Mom, are you jealous? Seriously, because you are banging a hot thirty-year-old model from Brazil. Need I say more?”
Debbie and my mom laugh, smoothing over any differences.
Mom holds out her hand which Debbie squeezes. They begin chatting about doms and subs, so I decide to leave because I swear they are heading down to a conversation about my dad and his bedroom skills. Oh, I’m seriously ready to hurl.
I’m having such a great time chatting with Emma and Kate until it dawns on me as I look around the room that my sister is missing.
“Hey, Adriana, how come my sister isn’t here?” I ask, disappointed.
“She’s in Ghana doing a trek of some sort and was unable to get out of it. I’m sorry, Charlie.”
Typical Melanie. She lives such an adventurous life, and to be honest, I don’t expect anything different. Maybe a phone call now and then wouldn’t hurt considering I haven’t seen her in four years, since the last time she was on American soil.
The night is off to a great start.
We dance, sing karaoke, laugh, and enjoy each other’s company.
The subs serve us, and I have to admit it’s kind of hot. I mean, I’m not into that shit, but hell, who am I to criticize a cut-up man serving me on command? Yes, I know, maybe once or twice during the night I demand he do things. Nothing naughty because God forbid if Lex finds out. I wouldn’t be surprised if he installed video surveillance in here.