Page 16 of A Different Kind Of December
This time, it’s all about me seeking comfort from the only man on this earth capable of giving me exactly what I need.
We hold each other in silence until Cam finally says, “You were fucking amazing in that restaurant today, Kitten. You blew me away.”
“I wanted to cunt punt the bitch.”
“Language.”
“Oh, fuck off. That little troll would’ve deserved it.”
“She did, and I know full well that was what was going through your head. Fuck me, it even went through mine. That was what made what you said to her even more spectacular. I’m so fucking proud of the way you handled things … especially on a day like this.”
“Thank you. I just didn’t wanna make the six o’clock news tonight or let the troll-faced beach ball make money from whatever pictures she tookandhave the kids involved.”
“Love the fuck outta you, Kitten. Let’s go raise a glass to Sean and your babies and get drunk with your family.
Marley’s front door is unlocked, and hand in hand, Cam and I walk right through to the open-plan kitchen and family room.
Somehow, despite my husband being perfect and saying the exact things I’d needed to hear out in the car, I’d managed not to cry. As I make my way into my brother’s house and am greeted by the wide-eyed stares of my family, though, I feel myself wobble.
Marley has a glazed look in his eyes, and I’m not sure if it’s the effects of being drunk, stoned, or because he’s just sad.
The conversation falls silent as my brother walks towards me. Cam releases his grip on my hand as Marley wraps his arms around my shoulders and pulls me into his chest.
“Little sister Georgia, it’s so very good to see your face.”
“Big brother Marley, you have no idea.”
“Oh, I think I do.”
He leans around me and holds his hand out to shake Cam’s. “Big man. Good to see ya.”
“Likewise.” Cam holds up a bottle of Pappy Van Winkles bourbon, and Marley’s eyes widen.
“Well, fuck me, even better to see ya.”
As Marley moves from me to Cam, Lennon steps into my personal space and pulls me in for an even tighter squeeze.
“Porge.”
“Len.”
He kisses the top of my head and then quickly shifts his attention to Cam, Marley, and the fifteen hundred quid bottle of drink they are admiring.
Then my girls are in front of me. Without a word, Ash reaches out and squeezes my boob.
“What the fuck!” I slap her hand away as I speak.
“Yeah, it’s really her.” She looks over her shoulder and informs Jimmie. Jim and I roll our eyes as Ash grabs me and kisses both my cheeks noisily. “Damn good to see ya, slutster. You still have such great tits by the way. No wonder TDH can’t keep his hands off them.”
“He loves me for more than my tits, I’ll have you know.”
“I do, her blow jobs are pretty fucking epic, too,” Cam calls out.
“Dude...that’s my sister,” Marley objects.
Jim and I again roll our eyes.
“Long time coming, Georgia Rae, but seeing you like this today makes my heart happy.”
