Page 69 of Loving the Sinner
Hot steamy, hotel sex with Wes.
Fuck. Probably shouldn’t walk around turned on when I’m meeting important people, but it’s like Wesunlocked something in me. A piece of me that has been kept in a steel box, locked away never to be used.
Now that it’s out, it’s like all I can think about is the next time I can get Wes naked. I still need to ask him to teach me to give him a blowjob.
“Will you teach me how to give a blowjob?” I ask, deciding to just go for it.
Wes stops, looks at me with a shocked expression, and says “Jesus Christ, Elli. You can’t just ask me that when we’re supposed to be meeting my pseudo mom and brother for breakfast! Do you want me to walk around with a hard-on all morning?”
I shrug, “Sorry not sorry babe. I didn’t want to forget to ask again.”
Wes scrubs a hand down his face. “Damn it. Yes, I’ll teach you how to give me a blowjob. But can we talk about this after, please?”
We’ve stopped in front of Ernie’s, so I go up on my tiptoes and give him a kiss on the cheek. “Of course.”
The bell above the door chimes as we walk in, and I see a familiar mop of curly brown hair sitting across from the woman I met at the bar, and they’re both talking to Claudia and an older man with a mustache and bald head, who I assume is Ernie.
“Westley, my boy! So good to see you!” The man says in a thick southern accent, ambling over to Wes to wrap him in a big hug. He turns his attention to me, “This must be the lovely Elli I’ve heard so much about. I’m Ernest Johnson Cahill, pleasure to meet you, m’lady.” He grabs my hand and gives it a peck, his mustache tickling the back of my hand.
“Nice to meet you too, Mr. Cahill.” I say, feeling like I should curtsy.
Ernie waves a hand “Call me Ernie, please, darlin. C’mon, let’s get to eatin.”
We follow Ernie over to a table covered in a family style spread of breakfast foods. Waffles, pancakes, biscuits, gravy, potatoes, eggs, fruit, bacon, and sausage are arranged in the middle while everyone has empty plates to load up on what they want.
Claudia pulls me and Wes in for hugs when we get to the table, and Luke gives me a fist bump. Jess stands and comes over and gives me a hug too, which surprises me since I’ve only met her once.
Ernie instructs everyone to dig in, and we do. It’s strange to not start a meal with so many people without saying a prayer, which I didn’t realize was so ingrained into my psyche.
I load up with a waffle, bacon, those delicious potatoes, and some strawberries. Wes goes for his biscuits and gravy and eggs. We sit around the table, Wes to my left, Ernie to my right at the head of the table, Claudia across from me, Jess next to her, and Luke at the other end of the table.
There’s pleasant chatter, everyone catching up with what’s been going on in their lives. I keep quiet, since I’m the newbie and I don’t really want to insert myself. When the topic of jobs comes up, Jess looks at me.
“So, Elli, what do you do?” She asks.
“I’m in Human Resources. I work at a law firm that has offices in a few different states and I handle the job postings, initial interviews and all the new hire paperwork for them, among other various human resource things..”
“Oh! Isn’t that interesting. How did you get into that?” Claudia chimes in.
“Well, I’ve always wanted to travel, and I knew that
I’d likely be able to be hired as a remote worker with a job like that. The classes in college were easy, so it was kind of just the most sensible choice.” I shrug. I know it sounds kind of lame. I didn’t have a passionatecalling towards anything besides cooking. “Plus, the gossip I get to hear is top tier because it doesn’t involve me.”
That has everyone chuckling, and I feel giddy at being able to make these people laugh.
Once everyone has had their fill of such a delicious breakfast, everyone breaks up into little groups to get the tasks done. Apparently this is something they do once a month, so they’re all familiar with the way things are run.
“Luke the duke, Wes the mess, you’re on dish duty with me today.” Ernie says, ruffling Luke’s hair.
Jess pulls me aside and asks if I’ll help her make sure all the ketchup bottles are filled, and I agree, although I’m a little nervous to be away from Wes.
We work silently together before Jess clears her throat and I look up at her. “So,” she starts, “I think you’re really good for Wes. I haven’t seen him this happy and inspired in a long, long time.”
I nod, not sure where she’s going with this, but not wanting to say anything.
“I assume he’s told you all about that bitch of an ex of his?” I nod, and she continues. “He’s had a hard life, Elli. People were very cruel to that little boy and he didn't have a lot of people in his corner. Lord knows I tried to talk Teresa into leaving Keith and going to rehab so many times I sounded like a broken record, but she just wouldn’t listen. It was either put up with her shit and be able to keep an eye on Wes or have her cut me off and not be able to protect him from what I could.
“He’s a great man, and I don’t want to see him heartbroken again. I know you were raised Mormon, and I know they have a lot of rules and standards that my boys don’t exactly meet. I just want to make sure you’re not just doing this to have a rebellious phase or something. Same with Izzy. My Luke’s my life. I knowhe’ll experience heartbreak, but he’s so caught up in your sister that I don’t know what it’d do to him if they broke up.”
