tour. My mural is closing in on complete and nothing has got better. It’s only escalated into levels of chaos I am having a hard time dealing with on my own.
Everywhere I turn Hutch is there. Standing. Looming. Watching. Some days he says nothing to me. Other days he sits and taunts me until I blow up. Like the other day at the grocery store when I dropped a carton of eggs on the ground and ran from the aisle.
“He’s so peaceful when he’s sleeping,” I say to Karsen watching baby Xavier. There he sits rocking in his little swing, unaware that the world is so messed up all around him.
I barely see Karsen anymore. She is either sleep deprived or busy raising a baby.
“Oh, this isn’t common,” Kidd tells me. “This guy hardly sleeps most nights.” He flips channels on the television happy to be home.
“But he’s worth every night of sleeplessness right babe?” Karsen says tightening her sweats and taking the spot next to him.
“I wish you guys would come out with us.” I don’t see the big deal with them getting a babysitter. Her mother has volunteered repeatedly and neither one of them will let the baby out of their sight. “It would be so much fun. A few drinks, dancing maybe.”
Kidd raises his arms above his head and stretches. “Shit. Anymore I hate music. That’s all I do.”
Karsen yawns. “I love naps.”
I roll my eyes. “This is your last chance.” I look in their mirror fluffing my hair. “Once we’re gone we aren’t coming back for you.”
Karsen drops her head on Kidd’s chest. “Get the hell out of here, some of us aren’t lucky enough to wear that dress without spanx. And I’d much rather wear these.” She points at her sweats.
Kidd ruffles her mess of a hairstyle and laughs. And I go out the back door bitter that they have it all figured out. They have become the boring married couple with the child.
Slade comes down the stairs. “Are they coming?” He slips his glasses down the front pocket of his shirt.
“Did you really think they would?”
“No. All Kidd was talking about was sleeping the whole ride back here.” He shakes his head. “I’ve never thought sleep would be such a turn on for someone.”
“Remind me to never have kids any time soon,” I tell him.
“Oh, believe me. I wouldn’t be mad.” He smirks at me and I smirk back and we head to the car. “I like this dress.” He lifts the back. “Why the underwear?”
I make a face. “Because I’m not a slut.”
He cups a hand over one of my ass cheeks and backs me into the car with his pelvis. We kiss. “But if I wanted you to be for tonight you would be right?” He stares down at me, eyes dark, and he bites on his lip ring.
I smile fighting away the butterflies. “I could be persuaded.” He leans in plunging his tongue into my mouth. I hold onto him, unsure if we will even get to the restaurant at this point.
“Enough of this,” Dax calls, coming down the stairs. “Is this all you two do?”
Slade sighs and pulls away from me. “We try. But anymore you always seem to ruin that.”
Dax throws his arms around Slade. “What do you say we party like old times tonight?”
“I haven’t seen Hope in a week. I’ll take a raincheck,” Slade says trying to wiggle out of it.
I sigh. “It’s fine. Go out with your brother. I’ll be here when you get back. I’ll finish up my painting.” I can tell by Slade’s expression he can’t believe I gave up.
I have something else on my mind. And I need privacy for it.
Kansas
The moon is perfect. Perfect for a night of spells and breaking the rules.
As soon as Slade and Dax pulled out of the driveway I ran to the shed and drug the ladder across the yard.
I set it up on the side of the house where the roof flattens out. And I gather all my essentials in a backpack, throw it on and climb. The ladder is hard to tackle at first. But I learn fast that going slow keeps me from falling to my death.
I climb onto the rooftop and look at the
Everywhere I turn Hutch is there. Standing. Looming. Watching. Some days he says nothing to me. Other days he sits and taunts me until I blow up. Like the other day at the grocery store when I dropped a carton of eggs on the ground and ran from the aisle.
“He’s so peaceful when he’s sleeping,” I say to Karsen watching baby Xavier. There he sits rocking in his little swing, unaware that the world is so messed up all around him.
I barely see Karsen anymore. She is either sleep deprived or busy raising a baby.
“Oh, this isn’t common,” Kidd tells me. “This guy hardly sleeps most nights.” He flips channels on the television happy to be home.
“But he’s worth every night of sleeplessness right babe?” Karsen says tightening her sweats and taking the spot next to him.
“I wish you guys would come out with us.” I don’t see the big deal with them getting a babysitter. Her mother has volunteered repeatedly and neither one of them will let the baby out of their sight. “It would be so much fun. A few drinks, dancing maybe.”
Kidd raises his arms above his head and stretches. “Shit. Anymore I hate music. That’s all I do.”
Karsen yawns. “I love naps.”
I roll my eyes. “This is your last chance.” I look in their mirror fluffing my hair. “Once we’re gone we aren’t coming back for you.”
Karsen drops her head on Kidd’s chest. “Get the hell out of here, some of us aren’t lucky enough to wear that dress without spanx. And I’d much rather wear these.” She points at her sweats.
Kidd ruffles her mess of a hairstyle and laughs. And I go out the back door bitter that they have it all figured out. They have become the boring married couple with the child.
Slade comes down the stairs. “Are they coming?” He slips his glasses down the front pocket of his shirt.
“Did you really think they would?”
“No. All Kidd was talking about was sleeping the whole ride back here.” He shakes his head. “I’ve never thought sleep would be such a turn on for someone.”
“Remind me to never have kids any time soon,” I tell him.
“Oh, believe me. I wouldn’t be mad.” He smirks at me and I smirk back and we head to the car. “I like this dress.” He lifts the back. “Why the underwear?”
I make a face. “Because I’m not a slut.”
He cups a hand over one of my ass cheeks and backs me into the car with his pelvis. We kiss. “But if I wanted you to be for tonight you would be right?” He stares down at me, eyes dark, and he bites on his lip ring.
I smile fighting away the butterflies. “I could be persuaded.” He leans in plunging his tongue into my mouth. I hold onto him, unsure if we will even get to the restaurant at this point.
“Enough of this,” Dax calls, coming down the stairs. “Is this all you two do?”
Slade sighs and pulls away from me. “We try. But anymore you always seem to ruin that.”
Dax throws his arms around Slade. “What do you say we party like old times tonight?”
“I haven’t seen Hope in a week. I’ll take a raincheck,” Slade says trying to wiggle out of it.
I sigh. “It’s fine. Go out with your brother. I’ll be here when you get back. I’ll finish up my painting.” I can tell by Slade’s expression he can’t believe I gave up.
I have something else on my mind. And I need privacy for it.
Kansas
The moon is perfect. Perfect for a night of spells and breaking the rules.
As soon as Slade and Dax pulled out of the driveway I ran to the shed and drug the ladder across the yard.
I set it up on the side of the house where the roof flattens out. And I gather all my essentials in a backpack, throw it on and climb. The ladder is hard to tackle at first. But I learn fast that going slow keeps me from falling to my death.
I climb onto the rooftop and look at the
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