“What about you, Kayla? Do you want kids someday?” Creed asked.
“Not decided on that, but one thing I am decided on is being pissed that Magnus and I are leaving with Karter in the morning. I have to miss three days of all this unfolding.” She pointed between Belle and me.
“You’re leaving town now?” Belle asked.
“Don’t worry, we’ll be back before Christmas. It’s only three days and we fly back early on Christmas Eve. Baros is meeting us in LA and hitching a ride home with us.” Kayla answered.
“Baros?” Belle asked.
“He’s the only Original you haven’t met. He’s been on a mission for several months now, but that’ll be coming to an end soon and he’ll have to live as a peasant like the rest of us once again.” I said.
Kayla fanned herself. “Kyle Baros is hot! Blond hair, big blue eyes, and every woman’s wet dream.”
“Kayla, remember the vow you made me. Baros is not the kind of man to wait for marriage.” I reminded her. “And my friends know you’re off limits.”
Creed looked up at the ceiling and Belle buried her face in my neck. Kayla sat with her arms crossed and glared at me. “You threatened to make me eat my brussel sprouts when I was eight if I didn’t make that vow. I didn’t even know what I was waiting for marriage to do.”
I didn’t know what it meant either, it was something I heard my uncle say to his teenage daughter when I was probably ten years old. “A vow is a vow.”
She rolled her eyes again. “You are so naïve.”
“Me? I’m not almost thirty and acting like Addie by rolling my eyes. I know about the real world, and believe me, most men only want one thing, and I don’t think you’re ready for that yet. You’ve been sheltered most of your life and you’re one of those brainy chicks with really high morals.”
Creed buried his face in his hands, and I heard a snort come from my wife. “Are you okay?” I asked and she nodded against my neck.
“What would you say if I told you I was a stripper at one time and I can give a mean blow job?”
Creed whimpered and so did Belle. I laughed so hard I had tears. “I’d say…I’d say you’re a lawyer and a very good one at that, because you’re a really good liar. And don’t talk like that around my wife. She might believe you.”
“Please stop.” Creed begged.
“You were an only child growing up. You’d understand if you had to raise your cute but very curious little sister. I don’t think I did a bad job for just being three years older than her. She always said her prayers before every meal and at bedtime. She did her homework and got good grades too. I had to work a lot, so I wasn’t always around to keep her in line, but she never gave me all that much trouble.” She really was a good kid.
“Ever wonder why I am such a good attorney?” Kayla asked.
“Because you studied hard and made me a proud big brother.”
“No, I learned very young how to pull the wool over your eyes. I didn’t work that hard for good grades because I am smart and don’t have to spend all that much time studying.” She answered.
“You used to spend hours at the library.” I doubted her.
“See, you still believe I was actually at the library, when I was probably giving some guy a hand job.”
“Fuck, here we go again.” Creed looked up at the ceiling. “Just shoot me now.”
“See, that’s where I know you are lying. I knew where you were at all times. You forget that it was my friends that were babysitting you.”
Kayla sighed. “Oh, they were babysitting me alright. It was the best paying job they probably ever had.”
“Oh shit.” Creed turned to the side and buried his face in his elbow.
“They were good kids and I’m sure they make good money now, they were from town and were smart guys too.”
“Yeah, they probably also have their law degrees.” She crossed her legs and sat back.
Creed looked at her with tears in his eyes. “When are you going to find a husband so he can rid you of that pesky virginity and we don't have to sit through another one of these conversations ever again?” He really was having some pansy ass emotions today.
Kayla flipped him off then looked at me. “Anyway, how do you feel about a spring wedding? You guys already have the license, and you have an ordained minister on your payroll. All we need is a wedding dress, bridesmaids, and a cake. The venue isn’t exactly a problem. Maybe do it at the lake but use the banquet hall as a backup if it rains.”