“Little wine bar in Convent Garden, does that work for you?” she asks and I can hear her pottering around in the background.
“Yup, what time?”
“Seven?” she replies and I smile.
“Sounds perfect.”
“Fab, bye babes,” she says and then cuts me off.
Slipping my phone back into my purse, I push Ezra out of my mind and focus on the task in hand.
Dinner.
Then finding something nice to wear tomorrow.
Sure, I had clothes at home but I fancied something new for tomorrow, so... I guess I am going shopping.
Pilingthe grocery bags on the breakfast bar and hanging my dress bag on the door frame, I would say today was pretty successful.
Orgasms and shopping.
What more could a girl want.
Dropping my bag to the floor, I kick my sandals off.
I am wearing a stone coloured cargo skirt and a plain white tee with no bra.
Sure, I shouldn't want my son's friend, but I do, and a little harmless teasing really wasn't going to hurt anybody.
Unpacking, I place what is needed in the fridge and begin to prep the food.
“Mum,” Callum's voice floats around the large kitchen.
“Hey, my angel,” I beam at him as he walks towards me, his arms wrapping around my shoulders as his large frame hangs onto me.“You okay?” I ask, a soft laugh bubbling from me.
“Yeah,” he nods his chin on my shoulder.
“You hungry?”
“Starving, I can't wait for dinner,” he places a kiss on my cheek then raids the fridge for snacks.“I was wondering…” he starts as he grabs two bottles of water and a punnet of the fresh strawberries I have just brought.
“Yeah?” I pause, potato peeler in hand, turning to face him.
“Ezra is cool to stay for dinner right? We have another stream tonight,” and my skin erupts in goosebumps, stomach tightening and my pussy aches.
“Sure,” my voice is a little higher and he pinches his brows.
“You good?”
“Yeah fine,” I nod and with that, he gives me a nod, turning his back on me and walking away.
Placing the peeler down, my palms are flat against the worktop and my head bows.
Shit.
I was hoping to have at least a night without him here and now, my mind is plagued with him again.
Having to sit at the dinner table, all three of us, knowing that he has seen things... done things that he shouldn't have.