Eventually, though, he had to shift.We had to sleep.We hada big day the next day.Not only dinner at his mom’s, but I’d just decided wewere filling his truck, and my car, and Liam’s.
We could rent my place furnished for a while.
See how that went.
And then decide if we wanted to sell.
So yeah, there it was.
I came up the rear.
But it was official.
I was a Rock Chick now.
“I’m gonna clean you up,” he said.
“Works for me.”
He lifted his head to kiss me.
Then he set about taking care of me.
Although Liam had undoubtedly learned his lesson that firstnight, since then, neither Darius nor I slept naked.So when he came back aftertaking the washcloth to the bathroom, he brought my nightie from the hook onthe back of the door.He nabbed my panties from the floor.He gave both to methen went to get his plaid pajama bottoms.
I didn’t exit our bed as I shimmied into my nightclothes.
Darius turned off the lights and joined me.
We cuddled in the middle.
“So what do you think?”I asked him in the dark.“Springwedding?Summer?”
“I don’t give a shit, if, when it’s done, God and countryknow you’re mine, I’ll be there.And we’re gonna do a lot of dancing.”
I smiled into the shadows.
“Summer it is.”
ChapterEighteen
Family Dinner
“I understand what you’re saying.And obviously, whenhe’s a grown adult, he can do what he wants, but right now, it’s aboutrespect,” I said to Darius.
“He can respect you, and me, by keeping his room clean.Bydoing his chores.By getting his homework done without ushavin’to ride his ass.Byhelpin’ with dinner and cleanupafter.Him not saying shit and fuck is bowing to the bullshit, baby,” Dariussaid to me.
“Yeah, what Dad said,” Liam said, also to me.
We were in Darius’s truck on the way to Miss Dorothea’s.Even though my son’s legs were longer than mine, like when we went toCarmine’s, Darius wouldn’t hear of me giving Liam the front seat.He was in theback.
And we were again on the subject of cursing.
“Also by offering up no grumbling or backtalk,” Darius addedpointedly.
Liam didn’t pipe up to that.
Even though Darius had scored one for me with that last bit,I crossed my arms and groused, “I’m obviously not going to win, but whatever.Let’s see how Miss Dorothea feels about Liam dropping the F-bomb and the S-bomband the D-bomb and the H-bomb all over her doilies.”
