like
he had already taken one when I picked him up, so I wasn’t sure what was going
on.
“Sure. Knock yourself out,” I said.
He began to strip off his
clothes and I stood there unabashedly watching him strip as I sipped my soda.
He was down to his boxers
when he looked at me. “Why are you still dressed?” Stepping to the shower, he
reached in and turned it on.
I didn’t move. “Are you gonna tell me why you’re being so quiet?”
He paused in his removal
of his shorts and I was mad at myself for not waiting until they were all the
way off before I asked. “Nothing’s wrong.”
I rolled my eyes. “Okay, Riley, if you don’t want to talk about it, then whatever.”
He grabbed my drink and
set it on the bathroom counter and grabbed my T-shirt and pulled it over my
head. “I said, get your fine ass in the shower. Now.”
My eyes got big and I
swallowed hard. “Uh, okay.” Because really, who’s going to say no to that?
He got in and I was right
behind him. He put some soap on a sponge and began lathering up my body.
“Are you going to tell me
what’s wrong now?” I asked as he scrubbed me.
He shook his head. “It’s
nothing, Cara. I probably just should have picked a different movie. A comedy or something. It’s hard to watch that stuff. I’m
fine though. I just don’t want to talk about it.”
He had told me in an
earlier conversation some weeks ago that he had done a year in Iraq when he
first joined the military, so I have no doubt that movie brought out some
painful memories he probably had wanted to forget. It made me sad to think a
movie had brought him pain.
I smiled, not at his pain,
but at him opening up to me. “Okay. Now see, was that so hard?”
He grinned. “No, but this
is…” He turned the water off and grabbed himself, kissing me.
CHAPTER 13
It
was a Tuesday night and I was feeding Aiden his dinner when my phone rang.
Riley.
“Hi,” I answered.
“Hi
yourself. You busy?”
“Mommy! I done!” Aiden said, pushing the plate away from him. “Down!”
he fumbled with the little booster seat I had tied to a chair that had straps
to keep him down.
I blushed a little, grateful Riley couldn’t see it. “Sorry, can you hold on a sec?”
“Of
course.”
I sprung Aiden free from
his chair and quickly wiped his mouth and hands and told him to go play in his
room. He didn’t of course, he plopped himself on the couch and ordered me to
turn the TV on.
Demanding
toddler!
I turned on the
Nickelodeon channel and went back into the kitchen. “Sorry. Now what were you asking?”
He chuckled. “If you were busy.”
“Ah, guess that answered
that. But I always have time for you,” I purred.
He laughed again. “Hey, I
know it’s a Tuesday but do you think I could come over?”
I paused. He had been over
on a weeknight before, but usually very late after Aiden was in bed. “Um, sure,
I guess. Is everything okay?”
“Yes, of course. I’ll be
there soon.”
“Wait!” I said as he
sounded like he was about to hang up. “How are you going to get here?”
“A guy in my room is going
to Frisco, he said he’d drop me off.”
I giggled. “Ok frisky
Frisco boy, I’ll see you in a few.”
I wouldn’t say I was
fretting over him being over, but I did worry a little bit about how he’d
interact with Aiden. They had met twice before, both times on Sunday afternoons
when my ex had to drop him off early and Riley was still here. Aiden was kind
of a shy kid, but friendly enough to anyone I liked. I also wondered what Riley
wanted and hoped he didn’t have bad news or anything. He had already been told
he had to go back to Colorado at the end of August, and here we were, starting
the second week of August so our time was short.
I cleaned the dishes and
plopped my little man in the bathtub as I brushed my teeth and checked myself
in the mirror. Silly, I thought.
I was brushing out Aiden’s
auburn hair when I heard the knock.
“Who dat ?” Aiden
he had already taken one when I picked him up, so I wasn’t sure what was going
on.
“Sure. Knock yourself out,” I said.
He began to strip off his
clothes and I stood there unabashedly watching him strip as I sipped my soda.
He was down to his boxers
when he looked at me. “Why are you still dressed?” Stepping to the shower, he
reached in and turned it on.
I didn’t move. “Are you gonna tell me why you’re being so quiet?”
He paused in his removal
of his shorts and I was mad at myself for not waiting until they were all the
way off before I asked. “Nothing’s wrong.”
I rolled my eyes. “Okay, Riley, if you don’t want to talk about it, then whatever.”
He grabbed my drink and
set it on the bathroom counter and grabbed my T-shirt and pulled it over my
head. “I said, get your fine ass in the shower. Now.”
My eyes got big and I
swallowed hard. “Uh, okay.” Because really, who’s going to say no to that?
He got in and I was right
behind him. He put some soap on a sponge and began lathering up my body.
“Are you going to tell me
what’s wrong now?” I asked as he scrubbed me.
He shook his head. “It’s
nothing, Cara. I probably just should have picked a different movie. A comedy or something. It’s hard to watch that stuff. I’m
fine though. I just don’t want to talk about it.”
He had told me in an
earlier conversation some weeks ago that he had done a year in Iraq when he
first joined the military, so I have no doubt that movie brought out some
painful memories he probably had wanted to forget. It made me sad to think a
movie had brought him pain.
I smiled, not at his pain,
but at him opening up to me. “Okay. Now see, was that so hard?”
He grinned. “No, but this
is…” He turned the water off and grabbed himself, kissing me.
CHAPTER 13
It
was a Tuesday night and I was feeding Aiden his dinner when my phone rang.
Riley.
“Hi,” I answered.
“Hi
yourself. You busy?”
“Mommy! I done!” Aiden said, pushing the plate away from him. “Down!”
he fumbled with the little booster seat I had tied to a chair that had straps
to keep him down.
I blushed a little, grateful Riley couldn’t see it. “Sorry, can you hold on a sec?”
“Of
course.”
I sprung Aiden free from
his chair and quickly wiped his mouth and hands and told him to go play in his
room. He didn’t of course, he plopped himself on the couch and ordered me to
turn the TV on.
Demanding
toddler!
I turned on the
Nickelodeon channel and went back into the kitchen. “Sorry. Now what were you asking?”
He chuckled. “If you were busy.”
“Ah, guess that answered
that. But I always have time for you,” I purred.
He laughed again. “Hey, I
know it’s a Tuesday but do you think I could come over?”
I paused. He had been over
on a weeknight before, but usually very late after Aiden was in bed. “Um, sure,
I guess. Is everything okay?”
“Yes, of course. I’ll be
there soon.”
“Wait!” I said as he
sounded like he was about to hang up. “How are you going to get here?”
“A guy in my room is going
to Frisco, he said he’d drop me off.”
I giggled. “Ok frisky
Frisco boy, I’ll see you in a few.”
I wouldn’t say I was
fretting over him being over, but I did worry a little bit about how he’d
interact with Aiden. They had met twice before, both times on Sunday afternoons
when my ex had to drop him off early and Riley was still here. Aiden was kind
of a shy kid, but friendly enough to anyone I liked. I also wondered what Riley
wanted and hoped he didn’t have bad news or anything. He had already been told
he had to go back to Colorado at the end of August, and here we were, starting
the second week of August so our time was short.
I cleaned the dishes and
plopped my little man in the bathtub as I brushed my teeth and checked myself
in the mirror. Silly, I thought.
I was brushing out Aiden’s
auburn hair when I heard the knock.
“Who dat ?” Aiden
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