I smile. “It certainly looks like you got fucked.” I look at the men more closely as they turn their heads in my direction. “Tony? Anthony? Is that you two scoundrels? Are you two still up to these old tricks?”
They both look at me. Anthony smiles. “Cassandra, la mia principessa, where have you been? We haven’t seen you in years.”
I hold up my left hand. “I got hitched. Can you believe it? I got myself a little boytoy. Melissa’s son. Melissa is my mother-in-law. She’s babysitting my kids today. You know, hergrandkids.” I grin at Melissa.
Melissa throws her arm over her face. “Oh my god. Cassandra, please tell me you haven’t slept with them?”
I smile at Anthony and Tony as they smile back. “I mean, we never did much sleeping, right boys?”
They laugh, but Melissa groans. “This is a goddamn Greek tragedy.”
I roll my eyes at her dramatics. “Oh relax. I haven’t been with them in years. If it makes you feel better, I haven’t been with the Italian Stallions since before the first time I was with Trevor.”
She sits up and sucks in a breath. “Oh my god. Is Trevor here? Does he know?”
“Hewashere. Hemayknow. As soon as I realized what was happening, I sent him for a little walk around the block.”
She nods. “Thank you.”
“Boys, I’m sure Melissa enjoyed yourItalian sausages,” I say in my best Italian accent, “but you need to hit the road. Melissa has grandma duties today. My husband will be up here any minute. You need to be gone before he gets back or your Italian sausages will get run through the meat grinder.”
They both laugh and get out of bed naked without remotely caring that I can see them. I try to be a good wife and avert my eyes. They don’t hold a candle to Trevor, and I’d rather watch Melissa’s reaction anyway. She’s freaking out.
Anthony and Tony quickly dress and leave, both kissing my cheek on the way out. Melissa is sitting in distress running her hands through her hair. I rummage through her drawers for some clothes and bring them to her.
I sit at the end of her bed and smile. “So, I guess you finally got yourdivorcee threesome rite of passage?”
She nods.
“How was it?”
She plops back down and sighs. “It was incredible.”
I smile. “I know. Right? I know you don’t want to hear that I’ve been with them, but at least your first time was with good guys who know what they’re doing.”
I pick up the nearly empty bottle of lube on the ground and place it on her nightstand. “I see you got to 5thbase.”
She covers her eyes with her arm. “Cassandra, we need to stop talking about this.”
I laugh. “Fine. Have it your way. Put your clothes on. You have a walk of shame to do in front of your son. Don’t worry, I won’t tell him that you found God’s loophole.”
She throws a pillow at me, and I laugh again as I leave her bedroom.
Chapter Eight
Melissa
After a nice weekend with the babies, I’m meeting the girls for a late lunch on Monday. Rayne and Izzy are already there when I arrive. They both giggle when they see me.
I narrow my eyes at Izzy. “I guess you opened your big mouth.”
She just smiles. “I would imagine you’re the one whose mouth had to open pretty big.” They both giggle again.
We’re interrupted by the waiter, who brings over five fruity looking drinks. I just arrived. I didn’t order anything. I look at Izzy and Rayne in confusion considering they never order fruity drinks. They shrug their shoulders.
He starts placing them on the table. I say, “I’m sorry, there must be a mistake. We haven’t ordered drinks yet and there aren’t five of us.”
He lifts his head and smiles. “The lady at the bar ordered them for you. She said to bring over five Leg Spreaders, but to make sure to give the tall blonde woman two of them. She said you like two at a time.”