Celine paused, which was never good.“She screamed at Milo, Drea.For humming.”
“I’m sorry.”What else could she say?
“I know you are sweetheart, but if she is going to keep that up, I can’t keep bringing Milo over when I collect him from school.It’s the third time this month.”
Who the hell would look after her mom then?“I understand, Aunt Celine.I wish it was different.”
“Me, too.We’re off to meet Harper for Milo’s lesson this week.He’s been doing so much better with her help.An angel sent her to us.”
Harper was hoping to return to teaching full time soon.Drea would miss her at the café, but she was excited for her friend to go back to doing what she loved.In many ways she envied Harper, being so committed to something.She’d love the chance to do something other than serve coffee.If only she knew what.
They said their farewells and Drea wandered to the porch steps.Cujo had contacted her a couple of times, his messages running the gamut from a picture of the empty pillow on his bed tagged “wish you were here” to the sexiest R-rated text she’d ever read.
If half of what he promised came true, she’d not get out of bed for a week.
She sat down on the steps and pulled out her phone.Sometime during their night together, he’d set his photo as a St.Bernard dog.Cujo.She laughed as the phone rang.
“Brody’s sex emporium.We have a great buy-one-get-one-free on orgasms until close of business.”
Drea laughed.“Why do I have to pay for the first one?”
“Because a man has to make an honest living.The second one comes, no pun intended, with a money-back guarantee.”
“You’re that confident with your goods and services?”
“Oh, baby.Just ask yourgoodshow happy they are with myservices, and you got your answer.”
“You’re crazy,” she said, smiling at his ability to brighten her day.
He laughed at her.“Yup.What’s up, beautiful?What can I do for you beside the orgasms?”
If only it were that simple.“Nothing.Just got home.Can’t face going inside yet.”
“The Roller-Rosa driving you nuts?”
She covered her mouth but couldn’t stop the laughter.“Oh my God.You so cannot say that.”
“Hey.You were the one who said her moods are up and down.”
It had to be a sin to mock your own mother, but she couldn’t bring herself to care.“Is it wrong that I love that name?”
“Not at all.Get back in your car and drive your pretty ass over here.I’ll buy you dinner.”
She took a breath.Other women didn’t have the kind of restrictions she did.Her mom needed help with her bath.Fun times.“As much as I’d love to, I need to stay here tonight.”
“No worries, Shortcake.Call me later if you want to chat, or have phone sex.”
“Cujo!”she exclaimed.
“Later, Shortcake.”The phone disconnected and she shook her head.
“Drea?”her mom wheeled onto the porch.“Can you finish dinner up?”She wheezed, turning her chair on the narrow porch.“I’m starving.Celine brought these muffins with zucchini in them for lunch.Disgusting they were.”
Drea watched as she wheeled back inside.It was amazing how much easier Roller-Rosa was to handle after a call with Cujo.
This is my life.She laughed and shook her head.
Smoking hot calls, and vegetable baked goods.
