“Can I stay in the hotel here in town, or at the clubhouse, and come back tomorrow to set everything to rights?”
“You’re not welcome at the clubhouse right now, any of them. The stunt you pulled violated club rules. Not a damn thing I can do to help you there, even if I wanted to. And I don’t want to. You were specifically told Jenn was off limits. I can’t believe you went against that and brought her here knowing I was married too. Iceman was right, you’ve been with the club and the life long enough to know when you’re told someone is off limits it’s for a damn good reason.”
“I thought she was carrying your baby,” his mother pouted out.
“The club new better, which is why you were told OFF LIMITS!” Steel huffed out a huge sigh of frustration.
“We’ll see you tomorrow, but not before noon, and you need to call first. If I’m feeling bad I won’t be seeing visitors.” I finally managed to get the words out. They were the kindest ones I could come up with to try to keep the peace between my husband and his mother. Then, I rubbed my fingers over my throbbing temples, trying to alleviate the headache that was starting.
“Thank you,” Carol replied somewhat meekly, considering how hostile she’d been with me the whole time.
Steel saw his mother out, and I know they had more words while they were outside, but I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I stopped fighting the pull, and allowed myself to drift off to sleep for a bit.