They both giggled now.
“Yes, and Daddy was very cross.”
“So I believe.”
They laughed some more before Tasha’s phone vibrated again prompting Lizzie to get to her feet. “I’ll get us a drink.”
She opened the messages gingerly.
At least she knew what was on his mind now. She composed her message carefully as Lizzie returned.
She realised she had introduced her James while he was still at the angry texting stage. James was only for sexting. He was now likely to remain seriously pissed. Lizzie returned, handed Tasha another glass of wine and sat down next to her with her own phone.
The potential for sexting was on. In fact, it may have been her misplaced James that had prompted it which also suggested his earlier annoyance, frustration with her was on the wane.
Tasha and Lizzie had now been joined by Juan and Philip. “Tasha, whatever you are doing to my dad keep doing it, he looks happy.”
“Told you.” Lizzie grinned triumphantly as Tasha sipped her wine and checked her phone to see no response.
“I think it’s obvious what she does to him.” Juan laughed.
Tasha joined in as Philip and Lizzie looked on with slightly nauseated expressions.
Suddenly her phone vibrated in her hand. “Excuse me.”
Jim slipped his phone away and smiled because as much as he’d been irritated by Tasha’s revelations and the shock appearance of Howser he really did like her, maybe too much. Parker appeared, breaking his thoughts but it allowed them to share a long hard stare the younger man eventually broke.
“I had no idea you were together,” Parker said. His words stopped short of an apology.
“But then you didn’t ask if she was with anyone, did you?” Jim wondered if the other man even cared whether Tasha was available or not.
With a shrug Parker seemed to confirm he didn’t care one way or the other.
“Look,” Jim began, thinking he was past skirting around the issue. “You hit on my girlfriend. I get the attraction, but honestly? I would really like to put you on your ass for it, but she wouldn’t like that. So, I will make this simple and to the point; if you ever and I do mean ever, touch her, look at her or God forbid tell her how you jacked off to her I will not hesitate to risk arrest in my attempts to remind you that she is mine and far too fucking good for the likes of you to share oxygen with.”
Turning, Jim began to leave but clearly Parker wasn’t quite done.
“So, if she’s too good for me, what about you?”
Jim had already turned and was now laughing at the other man. “I know she is far too good for me and this is the strangest thing, she doesn’t see it, never mind believe it.” Turning back once more and heading back to Tasha, Jim shouted over his shoulder, “Remember what I said.”
Waiting for Jim, Tasha could feel she was becoming a quivering wreck inside. All she could think about and wanted was for him to come back and take her home and do whatever he wanted to her.
“This looks like trouble,” boomed Jim’s voice from behind them as he squeezed between Tasha and Lizzie.
“Have you spoken to your brother today?” Jim asked Juan.
