“Shit.” I climb off of her and turn around to Finn, frozen in the doorway.
Merry pulls the blanket over her head.
“What the fuck, Dad?” He holds a garment bag in front of his face to cover his eyes.
I jump out of the bed and grab a throw pillow to cover my boner, but it’s shrinking with each passing second, praying Finn hasn’t seen Merry. “What are you doing here?” Ushering him out of the bedroom, I close the door behind me to prevent him from seeing anything else.
He moves the garment bag from his face and then covers his eyes with his hand. “Can you please put some clothes on?” He thrusts the bag against my chest. “I only came to drop off your suit for the wedding.”
Blanche walks up the stairs, her eyes popping out of her head when she catches sight of me butt naked in the hall with only a throw pillow for modesty. She turns around as quickly as she came and heads back down the stairs.
“I can’t believe you’re disrespecting Mum like this,” Finn spits with a clenched jaw.
Fuck. I run a hand over my face in defeat. How can I tell him that this isn’t just fucking for me? I’m in love with his mum. I’ve never stopped loving my ex-wife. But he knows as well as I do that it didn’t work the first time around and it’s not gonna work a second time.
My only hope is that with the news of a grandchild, she’ll be visiting more often. Maybe casual sex is all we’ll ever have, but I’d never disrespect Merryssa.
“Did you really have to bring a girl back here while Mum’s in the pool house?” His jaw ticks as his eyes narrow.
I let out a sigh of relief. He thinks I have some random chick here. “Yeah, last night was pretty wild.”
“Please don’t tell me you’re back with Cordelia after she ran out on you.”
“I don’t even remember her name.” I scratch at the stubble on my face, trying to act cool and run with it. Anything to protecthis mother’s dignity. “Where did you disappear to? You missed a great night.”
“You’re disgusting.” He spins around. “Make sure she’s gone before Mum wakes up. I’m not having things awkward with the two of you at my wedding.”
Finn stomps down the stairs, and I let out a sigh of relief and bang my head against the closed door. I train my ear to listen to his and Blanche’s conversation.
“I’m sorry for my father, Blanche.”
“Don’t be too hard on him, dear.”
“Did you know he has a woman up there? I can’t believe he would do this while Mum’s staying here. Have you seen Mum this morning?”
“Yes, she was going in the shower the last time I checked.”
My brow creases, wondering if Blanche is finally losing the plot.
They say goodbye and the front door opens and closes.
Entering my bedroom, Merry tiptoes across the carpet with my t-shirt on, barely covering her ass in what looks like my boxer shorts clinging to her like a second skin. “Has he gone?”
I nod and toss the suit bag onto a nearby chair and throw the cushion back onto the bed.
Merry places her hands on my chest and kisses me there. “Thank you for not outing me.”
“He already thinks I’m a jerk and an idiot. No need to have him think that of you as well.” I cup her face in my palms and press my lips to hers. “You’re playing a dangerous game wearing my clothes. You know it makes me feral.”
She giggles as I kiss down her neck, hoping we can pick up where we left off. “I think I left my things strewn all over the kitchen last night. And Blanche is down there cooking breakfast. You have to go and make sure the surfaces are clean.”
Fuck.
“And can you get my clothes? I don’t want to do the walk of shame with Blanche.”
I throw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and make my way downstairs to face the music with Blanche.
Gingerly, I step into the kitchen, searching the area for our clothes from last night. The red temptress dress is nowhere to be seen. Neither is my shirt and tie.
