“I’m proud of you, Aiden.” She kissed the man’s forehead as he lay above her, a thin layer of sweat across his face. They’d been making love for the better part of the night, and he wouldn’t turn her loose. She could tell he needed to take the edge off. “Is she still calling?”
“She finally stopped. Unless she is ready to have a real conversation about getting some help, which is what I said to her on the voicemail I left her the first night she was in jail, we’ve got nothing to say. Each time I answered the phone, which was only a couple of times, she started screaming about me turning Perry against her and some other bullshit. I hung up and then stopped answering again. Perry talked to her and said the conversation went bad, but he didn’t want to get into what happened. Whatever occurred, he was pretty messed up over it.”
“I must say, you seem rather calm about this, Aiden. Should I be worried?”
“I don’t think so.” He shrugged. “I’ve been tired of this for a long ass time, Addison. Everyone has their breaking point, including me. You can love someone to death… I’m proof of that.” He drew quiet, and it broke her heart to see the pain in his eyes.
“You still haven’t heard back about the promotion, huh? That’s strange. I wonder what is taking so long? Do you think that jerk said something?”
“If Mark had, someone would have approached me by now, trust me. He’s using this for leverage. I think they have to run all offers through the Maine office first before they present them… like our new pay and everything. From what I understand, Frank, the District Manager, is on vacation so that might explain the delay.”
“Gotcha.”
“Anyway, I didn’t come over here to talk about this again. I came here to relax and to tell you that I’m throwing you a party,” the man said, then started to leave a trail of kisses along her breasts.
“A party?” Addison giggled beneath his naked form, loving the feel of him. He’d sent her body to a party all right, all decked out in orgasms galore. “What for?” She stretched and sat up in the bed, wiggling beneath him as a lazy spell came upon her.
“For all of your hard work! You deserve it. My baby has a new job she’s kickin’ ass in. Your workout videos are doing amazingly well and you have some promo opportunities that could take this to the next level. Yeah, you’re definitely getting a party.” Gripping her hips, he dragged her back down into the mess of sheets.
“Stop!” she protested behind boisterous laughter. “I have to get up early in the morning. You promised if I let you spend the night you’d be good!”
The horrible man ignored her protest and slicked his tongue in her mouth. Wrapping his arms tight around her body, he entered her, stealing her breath. His large dick awakened her inner freak as every nerve ending in her pussy was pushed, prodded, and pressed. Incoherent words fell off his tongue as he rolled her on her side, staying deep inside her and giving her body what for. Her eyes rolled, the sensations becoming too much. He gave it to her good, and as her climax built, she made a mental note to set her alarm. This bastard was determined to make love to her all night and all morning, greedy as he was. But it felt so divine to be truly wanted and loved…
The secretary had stated Aiden had a visitor and he couldn’t believe his eyes. Mom stood in front of him, dressed in a gaudy red and green Christmas sweater that featured a red nosed reindeer, even though it was spring. It was rather cool outside though, and perhaps that was all she could find to wear. He’d heard she was living in a hotel until she found a new place. Either way, he was determined to not participate in any form of communication with her. He had to protect his peace of mind.
“Hi, son.” A crooked smile creased her angular face. She appeared thinner, and she’d already been a waif of a woman. “I thought that, uh, maybe we could have lunch today?” She clasped her hands together and stared at him. Her speech was clear, but it was evident she’d been crying. Black, streaky lines of mascara had made a mess of her face. Without saying a word, he ushered her onto the elevator, then outside to a picnic bench, knowing no one would be there just yet.
“I don’t have time for lunch right now but more importantly, what are you doing here?” He took a seat and looked out towards the parking lot, then back at her.
“I told you, to have lunch.” She smelled like sweet perfume, cigarettes, and bubble gum. He actually liked the combination for it reminded him of happier times in his childhood. “Since you can’t do lunch, maybe another time, right?” She removed her glasses from her pocket and placed them on her face. “My eyesight hasn’t been the best lately,” she said dismally. Silence webbed itself between them as she tapped her fingers against the table.
“Perry tells me that your girlfriend is a speech—”
“I’m not trying to talk to you about my life, none of that. Unless you are telling me that you’re going to rehab, then we have absolutely nothing to say to one another.”
She sat a bit straighter, more than obviously perturbed.
“Let me tell you something, Aiden.” She pointed a finger in his direction. The red nail polish was all chipped. “I took damn good care of you and Perry when I could! I deserve some respect!”
“You deserve respect?” He shook his head in disbelief. “Tell me, Mom, when did you start earning my respect? Was it when you got knocked up by a man who didn’t know your last name?”
“You sorry piece of shit! How dare you talk to me like that?”
“I’m the piece of shit? You’re not the one that suffered! You know who your father is, Mom! I have no idea where my father is and neither does Perry and yet somehow, you find that okay. You’re incredible! You really have no idea how ridiculous you sound.”
“Why are you bringing all of this up right now? These are things I can’t change! I couldn’t make your father want you! And I can’t keep apologizing to Perry. It’s water under the bridge.”
“I’m trying to make you see the damage you’ve done! Not to make you accountable for a man who didn’t want to be a father in my life, but you had to try to be the best mom you could be to Perry and me because we started out with a strike against us! I know it was hard being a single mother, Mom. I commend all women who have done it. It’s thankless work, but you’ve never even sat us down and tried to answer our questions! Here we are, grown men, and still so many unknowns that you certainly have an answer for. It might be water under the bridge for you, but your son drowned in it. Perry runs from reality.”
“Oh, and I’m to blame for that, too? Since you two are so grown, then you need to pull your heads outta your asses and stop tryna beat me up for the past all the time! Move on!”
“I am so fucking sick of you!” He jumped up from the bench, filling with rage. “I can smell the booze coming out of your pores! No, you didn’t drink this morning, but you sure as hell did last night. Same old, Barbara… you think the world owes you! You’re selfish!”