Chapter 91
Lorita snickered at Geneva’s comment. “What would you do?”
“Well for one, I would do the yoga I was doing this morning on his balcony away from where he was, right in front of his face. I didn’t get this toned body by not being extremely flexible. I’d show the bastard how I can touch my toes to the back of my head like a ballerina can.”
The girls were all giggling now,
“Show us!” Alcee begged as the wine started to flow through her veins. For too many years, the need to be the responsible person, the one who held down the fort, kept her from overindulging in anything. She usually only imbibed a single glass of wine at once, two at the most. Tonight, Torq was on daddy duty, and he was going to need to suck it up. He wanted to be a parent, he could deal with Antero if he woke up and she was going to get to simply be a girl, a friend, a woman, and she was going to enjoy it.
Genevra shrugged and kicked her shoes off across the floor. She lay on her belly and with practiced ease, touched her toes to the back of her head and held the position while the girls counted to ten
was a cheerleader.”
“Oh, you need to do that in front of him!” Susana was bouncing excitedly. “The best I can do is the splits from when I was a
“Don’t let Jesus see you doing the splits.” Amal teased her.
“As if doing the splits is sexy. I can only do a front split, I can’t do the side split.”
“Show us!” Alcee pushed her to do it as she was pulling the reclining theatre chairs backwards with the help of Lorita to make room for their antics. “Damn, these are heavy.”
“They really are,” Lorita complained.
All the women joined in to push the chairs as far back as they could go.
at Susana…
“Now do it.” Alcee waved at
Susana adjusted her yoga pants and slid down the flour to do the front split. “Ta–dat
They roared with laughter. “What can you do Lorita, besides hacking heads of chickens?”
“Promise not to tell Mama or Torq?” Lorita made wide eyes around the group.
“Yes.” They all agreed.
“Chicks before dicks!” Susana declared loudly from where she rolled on the floor to get out of her position.
“I can do the full choreography to WAP.*
The girls stood staring at her in shocked silence.
Alcee was dumbfounded. “I’m sorry. Say that again?”
“I learned all the moves to WAP. The choreography that was in all the Tik Tok challenges.”
“Do you know how flexible you need to be to do that?” Genevra was squealing with delight. “Can you do the thing where you bounce up off the floor from the split thing?”
“Uh–huh. I learned the entire routine in the hopes I could show it to my boyfriend. Then he cheated on me, beat me up and got a bullet in the
head.”
“You need to teach us this.” Alcee said suddenly.
“You want to learn how to do this dance?”
“Yes!” Alcee nodded vigorously.
“I wish I had chocolate.” Amal said suddenly. “It would go good with this red wine which I am going to need infinitely more of if I’m going to
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leam this dance.”
“I got you.” Alcee said as she recalled the stash of chocolate in Torq’s bedside table. “Cover me. I’m going in.”
The girls were laughing as Amal started humming the Mission Impossible theme song and they watched out the door of the theatre for Alcee to skitter down the hall in the direction of the bedroom she shared with Torq.
Alcee slid into the room on her socks, giggling like a fool and dug into the bedside table and grabbed the expensive chocolates Torq kept stashed there. She grinned when she also found a box of milk duds and a bag of skittles. Paydirt.
“What are you doing?”
She turned around slowly to see Torq watching her raid his candy drawer with one eyebrow lifted high in his forehead.
“Nothing.” She shoved the candy behind her back.
“Alcee. Are you stealing my candy?”
ranite him try
trying to look stern. “They are mine. You need to pay for those.”
He approached her intently, a grin trying to steal his face despite
“What is the price?”
“I’m going to say a blowjob.”
“It’s too steep a price. I’ll put them back.” She caught sight of the four girls sneaking in behind him. He was so focused on her and whatever was in his filthy mind he didn’t notice them all charge him and shove him hard onto the bed and he toppled over with the force of their push.
“Run!” they screamed at her, and she laughed as he bounced sideways on the bed and ran with the girls back in the direction of the theatre room. They were pulling her along and cackling maniacally.
They locked the door and then quickly made the decision to shove the oversized reclining theatre sofa in front of the door so it couldn’t be opened.
“We saw him come out of his office and follow you.” Amal gasped clutching her chest. “We did a rescue mission.”
“Oh gosh, I hope we didn’t wake Antero.” Susana was huffing loudly.
“If we did, Torq will need to manage it. He said he wanted to be a dad. He can be a dad. I’m getting y first night off mom duty in six years.” She stared at the door as if expecting him to knock it down.
They shrieked as he banged on the door and then turned the handle to find it locked. “Alcee, you can’t steal from your fiancée, love and you can’t hide in there forever!”
The Laugh in his voice made them all gizzle.
“You’ll pay the piper sooner or later,” he warned her lowly.
“I pushed your big–headed son out my vagina and hear the stars to prove it. You owe me a lifetime supply of candy!” she yelled back.
Hi loud laugh made her giggle. “I’ll be back.”
They listened to him walking away and then all breathed a sigh of relief.
She turned clutching the bags of candy and chocolate to her chest. “Now, Teach me to dance.”
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