“That’s one of the reasons I love it, no other idiots to contend with!” Hhhmmm this was starting to feel like the beginning of a cock fight. Bryce led us back inside but this time into his apartment.
“Can I get any of you a drink?”
“No, we won’t take up any more of your time.” I ever so slightly nudged the kids towards the door.
“We aren’t in a hurry Babe, I’ll take you up on that drink.” I’m going to kill him, which one though? They were both pissing me off.
“What’s your drink of choice Rick?” Bryce moved over to the bar, he grabbed out a bottle of Gin. Oh no you don’t!
“I’ll have a JB if you’ve got it.” Rick! Yes you are first on my hit list. Bryce turned to grab a bottle of Jim Beam and in doing so sniggered.
“Do you like Scotch?” He didn’t wait for Rick’s answer, he poured two glasses of Glenfiddich 50. I’m not a drinker, but I know that is one of the most expensive bottles of Scotch in the world. We did a brief module on exclusive luxurious items in my Bachelor Degree and I vaguely recall a bottle being worth approximately $20,000.00.
“A Gin for you Alexis?” You smartarse, now you are definitely on my hit list too.
“No thank you.” I struggled a polite smile.
“Perhaps, you’d like a cup of English Breakfast or a hot white chocolate.” That’s it. They may as well flop their dicks out on the coffee table and get it over and done with.
“Water is fine.” I was gritting my teeth and I just wanted to get the hell out of there. Maybe I could fake an illness, I’d done it before, during school, to get a day off work, to avoid housework, to get out of sex! Bryce picked up the phone and dialled.
“Grace, yes fine, can I order two milkshake mountains.” He looked at Nate and Charli.
“What flavours?” Both my children lit up, spoke at the same time and over the top of each other.
“Blue. Chocolate. Heaven”
“One Chocolate and one Blue Heaven, yes straight away please, thank you.” He hung up the phone. I had to hand it to him, he knew how to impress my children, Rick on the other hand, well, he was currently holding his own. Bryce bought the drinks over to the lounge and sat opposite us in his laid back sexy couch position, which by the looks of his ‘smirky’ face, knew I had taken a liking too.
“We paid Lucy a visit this morning, and met baby Alexander, he’s amazing.” Bryce gleamed.
“Alexander Bryce Clark, he even sounds perfect.” I could have leaped over the table and hit him. Right if he wanted to play then play I will, I leaned back and put my hand in Rick’s hair, I did this a lot, so Rick would have missed the attempted crack at Bryce.
“So, have you been back to see Lucy since yesterday?” He twitched his head to the side and took a drink. Take that Mr agonizingly hot Clark!
“Yes, first thing this morning.” A buzz came through a speaker near the door to his office, he got up and went through, only to return moments later with what looked like two massive glasses full of cream and chocolate, sprinkles and blue topping.
“Two Milkshake Mountains coming your way.” Oh great that’s just what I need sticky milky drinks spilt all over his rug, which probably cost more than our house alone.
“Up the dining table please.” I ordered and pointed Bryce towards his kitchen, he placed the drinks down on the table for the kids.
“No mucking around and no mess, what do you say to Mr Clark?” Both Nate and Charlie chimed in with a ‘thank you’. I turned and headed back for the lounge, Bryce was right behind me as we passed the kitchen and he very quietly whispered from behind.
“Your arse in those jeans, is making me hard.”
CHAPTER TEN
The kids had their backs to us and were not in ear shot, there was a wall in between the kitchen and lounge which had become a useful shield.
“You need to cut this shit out, now. My husband is in the other room and deserves better than this, do you want me to walk?”
“You won’t.” He was very sure of himself.
“I love my husband and he is good to me, really good, so enough Bryce or I will walk.” I continued into the lounge. I had a sneaking suspicion he was watching my arse, I looked back over my shoulder, curiosity getting the better of me and my suspicion was proven. I can’t deny it; I did enjoy his appreciation of my assets. I sat down next to Rick and squeezed his leg.
“Drink up Rick, don’t forget I have drinks with the girls tonight.”
We weren’t there for much longer, my threat had subdued Bryce, he followed through with his compromise and showed Nate the Observatory, which was apparently ‘the Sickest’, then we politely thanked him for is hospitality and indecent suggestive game playing and said our goodbyes.