Page 149 of The Genius
“I’m not some fucking errand boy,” Storm protested but still went out the door.
“Tell me about you and Shelly,” Solomon asked and went back to cutting a large cucumber. “How did you get her to marry you?”
“I knocked her up.”
Solomon put the knife down, turned, and sat on the edge of the corner of the sink. “She let you have sex with her without being married?”
“Yes, in fact she was the one who initiated it the first time. Took me a while to convince her that marriage was the right thing to do.”
“Fuck.” Solomon looked from me to Archer and back again. “That’s like something from an antique novel or something. A woman chasing a man.”
“I wouldn’t call it chasing exactly. I mean I didn’t make it hard for her.”
“Well, no, of course not, you’re not an idiot.”
“Right.” I cleared my throat. “No, but seriously, it’s not just that I’m flattered that a woman wants to be with me. I would never do the Matching Program or anything. It’s because Shelly isspecial… like a whole different gender in herself.”
“What the fuck are you saying?” Archer’s eyes widened. “Does she lack her lady parts or what?”
“No of course not – I just told you she’s pregnant.” I laughed. “I meant that Shelly is somehowmore.”
“More what?”
“More than most people. Smarter, sharper, better… it’s hard to explain.”
Archer shook his head and laughed. “You’re in love. It’ll pass.”
“You don’t understand.”
“Oh, I understand. I’ve been obsessed with Kya myself. Nothing that a healthy dose of time together can’t cure.”
I frowned.
“You’re blinded by her and it’s understandable. Hey, I still get flustered sometimes when Kya smiles at me with those eyes.”
“What eyes?” Solomon asked.
“She has a certain expression in her eyes when she’s horny.”
“Whoa, whoa, I don’t need to hear that about Kya.” Solomon held up a hand. “She was my mentor.”
“She’s also a woman.”
“I know that, but still.”
“What are you gonna say to Willow?” The question had been burning on my tongue.
Solomon scratched his short beard. “Magni told me the best thing to do is apologize and ask for forgiveness.”
“I’m surprised. I didn’t think that man knew what the word meant.”
“Magni knows what it means, he just hardly ever uses it.”
“Willow might not want to talk to you.”
“I don’t blame her.”
Archer stiffened and I followed his gaze out the window to Willow, who was walking between Raven and Hunter, a small towel wrapped around her body doing nothing to hide her long gorgeous brown legs or the straps from her bikini top. Her hair was wet and pulled away from her face, which looked serious.
