Save the Date (Modern Arrangements) (28 page)

"Now you are going to get it,"
he attacked her and tickled her so roughly that Elora and I jumped from the
couch.

"Well, Mrs. Iverson…what do we have
here?" James approached Elora who was deep red. "Why don’t we go home
and you can show me what you’ve learned." He winked at her and she hid her
face while he laughed and pulled her to him.

"You are not supposed to be here
tonight!" Phoebe pouted and crossed her arms over her chest, the tip of
the rubber dick sticking out from the back of her left armpit. I couldn’t
contain my laughter at the sight. Oscar stepped over to Phoebe and kissed her
on top of her head to calm her down.

"You have corrupted my family,"
Aidan yelled playfully, eyes on me.

"Me?" I exclaimed in the
middle of laughter. "Phoebe planned all of this!" I laughed yet
again. "Plus, little miss prim and proper over there…ain’t so
proper!" I pointed to Viola as she smiled naughtily.

"I told you." Liam chimed to
Aidan as he walked over to her and stood behind her. "What’s this?"
he reached down for the large pink bag next to Viola. She beamed as he lifted
it and looked inside. "Well, ladies, gentlemen," Liam pulled Viola up
from her seat. "I think we will be retiring for the evening." He
moved them quickly toward the door.

"Lilli, dear," Viola stopped
short and turned to me. "Don’t worry about the mess, a cleaning company
will be here tomorrow to clean and put things back." Liam got her into her
coat as she spoke and then was slowly budging her toward the door. "They
should arrive around nine—"

"Okay, dear, she gets it."
Liam interjected. I laughed as he rushed to get her home, presumably to the
nearest empty room for some alone time. Aidan was blushing at their behavior
and shaking his head.

"Should we follow their
example?" James winked at Elora.

Elora shoved the rubber penis into
James’s chest.

"Hold this for me, while I get my
coat." She laughed as she walked away. I giggled too.

"So, do you have balls to go with
your new dick, James?" Dixon chuckled while holding Celia on his lap.

"Fuck you, Dixon!" He laughed
back. "So, do we get to keep these?" James looked at Tandy who
nodded. He tossed the dildo into the pink bag Elora had arrived with and smiled
large. He looked up to see Aidan staring at him with an open mouth. James
shrugged.

 "At least my girl has a pink
bag." He shot at Aidan who scowled.

"No worries. Lilli has stuff,
thanks to all of us," Phoebe smirked.

I glared at her. She laughed.

Phoebe, Oscar, Dixon and Celia stayed
for another half hour before they said goodnight, the guys making sure that
Phoebe and Celia did not forget their pink bags.

Aidan and I both headed upstairs at the
same time. My stomach hurt from laughing so much tonight. I was thinking of
ways that I could thank Phoebe and Viola for such a great day when Aidan
interrupted me.

"Hey…where’s your pink bag Phoebe
promised?" I turned around to see him smirking.

"Why? You won’t see what’s in
it." I laughed.

"I just hope you got the blue
one." He turned to go to his room.

"The what?" I furrowed my
brow.

He pulled out his phone and flashed me a
picture mail.

Damn that little, Maggie! I am going to
kill her.

I started giggling and grabbed for the
phone.

"Delete that!" I laughed.

Aidan held the phone up high so I
couldn’t reach it.

"No way!" he laughed.

I tried to act like I was mad and
pouting.

"You’re mean."

"Oh suck it up, this is the new
background for my phone," he laughed harder.

"Seriously, delete it!"

"Nope!" Then his laughter
turned to a serious grin. "I rather prefer you in blue." He kissed my
forehead and walked to his room.

How can I get so turned on by such a
small action?

Chapter Fifteen
Rehearsal Games
Aidan

Walking in on them with dildos in their
hands was, well, unexpected. Even more unexpected was my Aunt Vi and Liam. I’ll
never drink with those two again. The phrase ‘too much information’ didn’t
nearly cover it. Though Lilli’s face had been priceless; shock, embarrassment
and just complete hilarity. I’d meant it when I’d said that I hoped she got the
blue nightie, praying I would get to see it soon. Showering that night, I had
plenty of masturbation material.

Monday went by in normal fashion, though
the cleaning people arrived just as I was leaving. Lilli was downstairs
scrambling to gather the ‘toys’ left lying around before the cleaning crew
arrived. I laughed while she just scowled at me. She was wearing a pair of
sweatpants and a tank top, her hair pulled up in a ponytail. It seemed she could
never look terrible.

Tuesday was a work filled day and I
wouldn’t get home late. Viola was keeping Lilli busy with the final plans for
the wedding this weekend, much to Lilli’s dismay. Though, she tried to pretend
to be interested.

Arriving home after nine, I headed
straight for my bedroom. On the way upstairs, music filtered from Lilli’s room.
My body twitched to go to her but I tore myself away. Exhausted from the day, I
passed out quickly after my shower.

Jerking up from the sound of a loud
crash, I rubbed my eyes.

There was another crash. I quickly
climbed out of bed. Slowly opening my bedroom door, I looked into the hallway,
only seeing darkness. A scuffling sound echoed and I realized it was coming
from downstairs.

Stumbling through the darkness toward
the stairs, I bumped into something.

"Ahh!" The something was
Lilli.

"Shhh. What are you doing?" I
whispered.

"I heard something. And don’t shush
me, you scared me." She whispered back.

Focusing on what she had in her hand, I
began to laugh.

"What?" she hissed.

Pointing to the high heeled shoe in her
hand, I snorted out another quiet laugh. She smacked my arm but giggled.

"Shut up! It’s the first thing I
could get my hands on." A smile still played on her lips.

"What were you going to do with
that?" Taking a deep breath, I tried to control my laughter. She smacked
me again as we heard the noise return. "Stay here."

"Says the guy who leaves the girl
to get killed in her closet by the axe murderer,"

"This isn’t a movie."

"And I’m not some horror flick
cliché. I’m not staying up here alone." She moved to my side.

I released a heavy sigh as we headed
down the steps. The heat from her body against my back seared my flesh. If I
stopped quick enough her body would press against mine. Just the thought made
me shiver.

A curse rang out, immediately I recognized
the voice. Reaching out, I flipped on a light.

"Shit," James yelled.

"Ah!" Lilli screamed and burrowed
into my back, her arms around my waist.

"Jesus Dude, you scared the shit
out of me," James complained.

"I scared you?" Disbelief
washed through me. "What the hell are you doing here?" I furrowed my
brow. "And how did you get in?"

James held up a small silver key chain
and smirked.

"That’s only for emergencies,
dickhead." I snapped.

Though, I couldn’t be too angry. Lilli
still had her arms around my waist and even though she’d removed herself from my
back, I could still feel her warmth. Feeling lost in it until her voice pulled
me back to the situation at hand.

"Jesus, James, couldn’t you call or
something?" Lilli scolded.

James looked us up and down and smirked.

"Why don’t you two just take your
little cuddle session upstairs and I’ll crash on the couch?" He chuckled.

Lilli quickly let go and blushed. She,
then, looked me over and then down at herself. That was when I, too, realized
she was in a simple, tiny, white tank top you could basically see through and
ultra thin, super short, plaid boxers. Growling, I pulled myself in front of
her so James wouldn’t be able to check her out any longer. I didn’t have to
look at him to know he was. I knew the pervert all too well.

"I-I’m going to head back to
bed." Lilli quickly ran up the stairs.

Turning, I caught James staring after
her.

"Hey!" He snapped his gaze
over to me. "Eyes off!"

He smirked and then faked innocence.
"What? How can you blame me?" He chuckled and headed to the couch.

"James, why are you here and not at
home with Elora? Does she know where you are?"

"No, she doesn’t know where I am. And,
I’m sure she doesn’t care right now." He shrugged and plopped down on the
couch.

"What did you do?" I sat next
to him.

"Nothing. Why do you automatically
assume it’s me?"

Running my hand through my hair, I
sighed. "Then what the hell is going on?"

"Elora thinks I’m cheating on
her." He paused and took in my expression. Anger heated my veins. How
could he brag about her being his queen and then have the nerve to cheat?

"I’m not! So don’t ask."

"What makes her
think
you
are?"

"You know how we were working late
tonight?" I nodded. "Well, she called around eight to find out when I
would be home but I didn’t answer my phone." I nodded and motioned for him
to continue.

"Okay, so, after we left the office
I stopped with Marcus and had a few drinks at the bar. When I was on my way
home, I realized she’d called about four other times and sent like ten text
messages. I figured I was close to home so I would just explain when I got
there. Instead, she locked me out of the bedroom and we argued through the door
for an hour. Then, we argued in the living room for another hour until I said
‘to hell with it’ and left." He sighed heavy.

"What the hell were you thinking
and why would she assume you were with another woman?"

"Elora knows about my past indiscretions
and well…there was an incident after we married."

I was about to give him the verbal
lashing of a lifetime but he stopped me.

"I didn’t sleep with the girl. Elora
had arrived at the office one afternoon and walked in on a temp from marketing
making an advance. The girl pretty much jumped me while I was working. I begged
for her to believe what happened and have worked very hard to get her to trust
me."

"I can see why she’s pissed." I
said curtly.

"I didn’t do anything!"

"Yeah, but how does she know that
when you didn’t answer her?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I guess." He growled.

"Look, you’re more than welcome to
a guest room for the night but you need to tell Elora you’re here. If you
don’t, I will." Standing up, I reached my hand out to him. Once he took
it, I pulled him up from the couch. We headed upstairs together after turning
off the light. When I saw the pale glow of his cell phone on his face I knew he
was texting Elora his whereabouts.

Back in my bed, I closed my eyes. Images
of Lilli in that white tank top plagued me. I rubbed my eyes with the base of my
palms, buried my head in pillows and even went to the bathroom to splash cold
water on my face but none of it helped. Before I knew it, I was standing at her
door.

I placed my hand flat on her door and it
moved slightly. With no regard to consequence, I pushed harder and, sure enough,
it opened completely. Leaning against the doorframe, I stuck my head inside her
dark room.

Light from outside of  the window
illuminated her figure on the bed. She was lying on her stomach and I had to
bite back a groan as I took in her silhouette. The soft curve of her shoulder,
the dip of her waist and the flare of her rounded hip. Her thigh was like a
beacon to my body as it sloped down toward the curve of her knee.

Before realizing it, I was standing at
the end of the bed. My fists clenched at my sides, I fought the urge to climb
over her and place my lips against her smooth, creamy skin. She shifted and I
flinched to run.

"Aidan," she mumbled my name
and a string of things I couldn’t understand.

She said my name while she slept. My ego
fluffed up tremendously standing there looking down on her half clothed figure.

"James…Elora…"

Damn! There went my ego
.

Padding quietly out of her room, I took my
bruised ego back to my room.  Hearing James snoring loud enough to shake the
walls, I had to wonder how the hell Elora ever got any sleep.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Lilli

When I saw Aidan in only his pajama
pants I couldn’t help but rake my eyes over him, a couple of times. He didn’t
have a six pack or anything, but his stomach was flat and toned. The broadness
of his bare chest and shoulders were enough to make a weaker woman faint. My
body flushed just by simply looking at him.