[Aldo]Those full lips and a smile that makes you feel good. And how her cheeks dimple when she looks startled… how she was looking up at me before I kissed her.“Nope,” I say to my car. “Nope, nope, nope.” I get my phone out and go for Andre. I’m gonna call him. You’re gonna tell him? My brain freaks out.He picks up on the second ring. “Aldo!” he calls. There’s music behind him and chatter everywhere. He’s out. “My man!”“My man!” I say back. “I see you’ve gotten back into your old ways.”“Just out and about,” he says. “You heard of a place called Hush?”“Course I have. Luca owns it!” I yell. I’m yelling in my car even though I don’t need to. What the hell am I doing? I should just go join him…“Damn man! This place was expensive as shit to get into, but worth it. There’s women everywhere, man.”“Yeah, it’s a bit of a hangout spot for the models on the Piovere brand. Luca owns that too. Actually, Sophie is the Creative Director now and…”“All I heard was you better wear earplugs to
[Dawn]At first, I thought I was crazy, like I’d imagined the whole thing. One minute Aldo and I are in the pantry, getting hot and sweaty, tasting each other’s forbidden fruit, next minute, he’s fleeing the house, leaving me aching for him.I want to finish what we've started, but now that it’s been almost a week since the hook up. And a week since I’ve barely had a proper conversation with Aldo, serious doubts are in my head. I know how desperate it sounds; a week is a long time to get ghosted by a guy. But since I’ve been waiting my whole life, I keep justifying the silence.His phone’s been broken. He’s having cell issues. Then Andre returns out of the blue and that puts a spanner in all the works.I grunt and see that I’ve ripped the fabric apart. I’m trying to mend a small Teddy for Michael. He’s a cute little thing, with a button nose and numb hands and feet. It’s been his cuddle toy since he was a baby. Sophie says he can’t sleep without it. But he also refused to teeth on any
[Dawn]“Never,” he utters. “You were just…” but he doesn’t finish. He sighs. “Nevermind.”“No, tell me,” I push. “I’m sick of being the little sister of Andre. At least treat me like the adult version of me you decided to have sex with.” I’ve poked the bear now. His eyes flash, and I can tell his temper will flare. But I don’t care. A week of silences and excuses, a life of waiting for him to just run away.“It’s not that,” he finally says with a level voice. “It’s that…” but he still can’t find the words.I’m too frustrated at him to even wait around and hear them. I’m too hurt. I’ve got my answer anyway.He lets me walk past, and I flee the office. I feel like the biggest idiot. I feel like a selfish brat for acting like the way I am, yet in the same heartbeat, I don’t care. I feel like he led me on with all that flirting and talking. We were hot and dirty in the pantry one moment, now I just feel stale and stupid.I go to the bathroom and cool down for a few minutes before going ba
[Aldo]Andre is laying on the couch with his feet kicked off the edge. I’m sitting there tight as a spring, still reeling after my horrible discussion with Dawn. It went in the complete opposite direction of what I wanted to happen. Not that I wanted her to be in my arms by the end—did I?—but more than that, I wanted her to understand.Except that all that was understood was my stupid tongue getting tied up and making me look like an ass. The TV flashes and the person on the game show begins crying; they’ve just won a hundred grand.“Man, ain’t that a way to earn your money?” Andre asks. “You could walk into one of those game shows poor as shit and come out with buckets.”“Don’t they pay it out in installments?” I say, reclining myself back and trying to force myself to relax.“Nah man, surely not. It’d all be a lie then. Who’s gonna go on the game show to win a payment plan?” We laugh, and he goes on. “Surely they give you one of those big ass fake checks.”As if summoned, the co-h
[Dawn]She says it again, and I still can’t process her words. “What?” I repeat.“I know about you and Aldo in the pantry.” Sophie is practically beside herself giggling. She’s been driving the van at a snail's pace since getting off the highway, laughing herself stupid.I turn red, and I suppose there’s no way to cover it up or lie. “Well, yeah, we were screwing around in the pantry. But how do you know? We couldn’t see anyone…”Sophie shakes her head and laughs. “At least that pantry is getting some use. Those snacks have been in there for years.”I’m beside myself. I don’t know why I feel embarrassed. Maybe it’s because we’re laughing at my future burning up.“Look, it’ll be alright,” she says. She takes the van off to a side street and shoots out on another back road between houses and apartments. I sip at my coffee and nibble on the donut we picked up on the way. We’ve had a right morning of shipping out. We had breakfast on the road. We had toilet stops on the road. We made it
[Dawn]Sophie grins from ear to ear, however, and rolls the window down. Aldo is about to say something when Sophie cuts him off.“Morning!” she calls. “Change of plans!”Aldo’s eyes don’t even go to her, he just looks at me. The two of us stare like frozen animals on safari as the predator, that is Sophie, plays with us.Realizing what is happening, he begins to back away.“Not so fast!” Sophie says, hopping from the van and coming around to him. She gives him the keys. “You’re driving with her.”Aldo looks at me, the normally cool and calculated man is wide eyed and speechless. Then he smiles and snorts. “I’m driving the van with Andre. You’re playing a joke.”Sophie pats his arm and smiles back. “No, I’m not. You’re driving with Dawn.”“Why?” he utters.“I think we’re all adults enough to know why.” She folds her arms and cocks her hips to the side. I told you so.His face drains of color as he looks at me. I shake my head fiercely. I never told. Sophie is walking away, and he foll
[Aldo]The first few miles are awkward as hell. We’re like kids who just realized the weekend is ours and don’t know what to do with it. My mind’s racing, and I can only bet hers is too. The curve of her body still lingers in my hands and in my mind.And what an ass I am, jamming my foot in my mouth the other day, trying to explain things by telling her who her brother is…“Dawn,” I begin, overtaking a truck. “About the other day…”She looks up from her phone and waits.“I want to apologize.”“For what?” she asks.“The way I explained things.”“You mean how you hooked up with me and then explained it all as me being Andre’s sister?” her brows arch “You’re really not gonna make it easy for me?”Dawn laughs. “Hell no! What kind of apology was that?”“I didn’t get to apologize.”“And you’re trying now by bringing it back up? Unbelievable. How you kept a girlfriend for a couple years is beyond me.” she says try to bite back a smile.“Well, Lindsey didn’t make me nervous. You make me nerv
[Dawn]The whole afternoon has been a blur of laughing and talking. It felt like old times. Kind of like how our dynamic was before the hook up, except, there is the hook up between us.I think I should ask Aldo about it, I mean, does a hookup count if we don’t come? But the sexual tension over the last few hours has been growing the more relaxed we’ve become. And I’m not really sure what or where we stand on it. It’s a funny thing…We’ve stopped for gas again and a bit more food. Everything is normal between us except for the growing tension. Every time a romantic song comes on, we both look at each other. Just a little glance of recognition. But enough for the tension with its billboard sign of sex to pop up. I can see it in his eyes, and he in mine. We both remember that pantry all too well…It’s eight o’clock, and we’ve been on the road nearly twelve hours. I’m beat, and I haven’t done any driving. Not that I haven't wanted to, but Aldo insists. I don’t take it to heart because he
AIDANThe girls spent the afternoon sightseeing and shopping but came back by the evening as promised because I’d told them I would treat them to dinner to celebrate Lila’s new internship. I was proud of my daughter for her accomplishments. The law firm she would be interning for was a prestigious one, and it would definitely beef up her resume. As much as I wanted to celebrate this milestone with her, I was also hoping to calm the waters with Clio.After they left, I paced in my room, realizing that I had come on pretty strong. I didn’t want Clio to feel like she was trapped here with me. That was the last thing I wanted actually.Mentally, I scrolled back through the last couple of years. Lila and I spoke on the phone several times a week. I’d heard about her friend Clio countless times. Lila had described her as shy but funny and insanely talented (her words). She’d also told me before she drove down to Malibu that her friend would be coming with her because she’d had a really shit
CLIO“You know that internship that I applied for? That one right here in Malibu?” she asked. I remembered which one she was talking about. Lila had applied to a couple of internships at a couple of law offices, one back home and one in Malibu. She’d gotten the one back home but was denied the one in Malibu, and when that happened, she decided to just take the summer off and hang out at the beach house. “The office called and left me a message yesterday and said that the intern they’d selected changed his mind at the last second. They wanted to know if I would still be interested. Well, of course I called them right back, but I could never get a hold of anyone, so we’ve been playing phone tag, but that was them. I got it!”“That’s amazing, sweetheart!” Aidan said, sweeping his daughter into a bear hug.“That is awesome, Rea, congratulations!” I told her.She moved partially out of her dad’s embrace and beckoned me over. “Get over here, girl, this is a group hug moment.” Really? I th
CLIOWhen I’d returned to the beach house just a short time before, I’d been on cloud nine. I hadn’t been planning on giving Lila every nitty gritty detail of what happened on the beach that morning between me and a gorgeous, mysterious, older man. But I had been excited to share how I’d tried something new, and I’d been assertive about what I wanted and the universe had rewarded me with a kind, hot man and the first orgasm I hadn’t given to myself.Lila had returned with bags of food bursting at the seams with some of her own good news. Looking at one another, each of us could tell that what we had to share would take a while, so we decided to hold off so I could go clean up and change out of my wet clothes and she could get lunch set up.I’d taken a little longer in the shower than I’d planned. Once the warm water streamed down my body, I found all the sensitive places that Aidan had touched waking up again. It was almost like no one had ever touched me before him, and while it was
AIDAN “You’ve got to have one first in order for me to worry about it,” she huffed with a raised eyebrow, then her face fell. I could practically see the question written all over her face before she asked it. “Dad, you’re not still hung up on Mom, are you?”I barked out a laugh, unable to help my response at the ridiculous idea. “What? No,” I said firmly. The idea was truly laughable. For one thing, Renee and I had truly burned every bridge when we split. The only remaining tie we’d had was Lila, and that tie was severed the second Lila graduated high school. For another, it had been twelve years since our separation, and it felt like a lifetime ago.“I didn’t really think so,” Lila responded. “I just want to make sure. I know you made sure to keep that stuff away from me when I was growing up, but Dad, I’m a grown woman. I am more than capable of the idea of my dad being in a relationship.” At that moment, an image of Clio popped into my head. God, I had to be rusty. I’d spent an
AIDANI emerged from the water for the umpteenth time, glancing at the shoreline. Once Clio left, I’d gone back into the water, trying desperately to work off my frustration, but I couldn’t keep my mind off her.I’d decided to head down to Malibu a couple of days early. I didn’t think Lila would mind, and I couldn’t face another day in the office listening to entitled rich people whine about their issues.When I arrived, Lila’s things were spread out, but she was nowhere to be found. I figured she and her girlfriend were out, so I decided to take a walk and go for a swim. The morning and the water were too beautiful to pass up.The sand immediately began to relax me. Then I spotted her: a beautiful young woman with generous curves standing in the water. She wasn’t used to the ocean, but she seemed determined to gain her sea legs. I walked along the beach, watching her surreptitiously. It might’ve been a little creepy, but I couldn’t help myself. From where I was, she faced away from m
CLIOI’d never been told anything like that before and certainly not by a gorgeous man plucking at my nipple through my bikini top while I writhed beneath him. I grabbed his face in my hands and kissed him again, if only to distract myself into calming down, though it quickly became evident that calming down was not going to be a possibility. Remembering my goal of being more assertive, I gave in and let my hands roam over Aidan’s body. I ran my hands over his broad shoulders and down his chest and abdominal muscles that flexed beneath my fingers. I could feel his desire pressed against my thigh, but I didn’t let my fingers go there just yet, instead letting them dance at the waistband of his trunks.He stilled then and gently moved my hands away from his waistband and pinned them on either side of my head. “Not yet, Clio. Not before I make you come.” His voice was husky, and the words he’d uttered made me feel like I was on fire. “Tell me you want that,” he said, and I was delighted
CLIO“You mean other than saving a beautiful woman from the current?” He smiled, and I felt my blush all the way down to my toes. He chuckled softly at my reaction and continued, “I found myself suffering from work burnout and decided I needed to get away for a while, recalibrate. You?”“Same. I mean, not from work or anything. Maybe I’m just burned out on life? It’s just been a really hard few months, and I’m looking to work on myself—recalibrate like you said,” I told him.“And what is it that you’re trying to work on exactly?” he asked, looking a little skeptical but still good-natured.“I’m working on being more assertive, of taking charge of my life…not worrying about what other people think and doing more things that scare me,” I told him, surprised at how easily I opened up to this man.“Is that what the swimming was about? Doing something that scared you?” he asked, floating closer toward me.“Yeah. I don’t want to miss out on opportunities just because of fear,” I said.“Are
CLIOI sat in the sand, heaving in breaths, as the man squatting beside me rubbed soothing circles on the small of my back. I pushed my wet mop of hair out of my face and finally looked into possibly the most beautiful set of eyes I’d ever seen. I didn’t think I had ever seen eyes that color before. They were slate gray and kind as he stared down at me. “There you are,” he said softly. “You’re okay, just take it easy.” He was still rubbing circles on my skin when I managed to clear my airways enough to respond.“I-I-I don’t know what happened,” I stuttered out.“I saw you go into the water, and when you didn’t come back out, I figured something was wrong. First time in the ocean?” he asked in a silky voice. I couldn’t decide if it was the sound of his voice or shock making my flesh break out with goosebumps.“Yes,” I admitted, “and apparently my last.” I shot him a sheepish smile. I met his eyes but quickly tore them away, feeling my face burn with embarrassment.“Don’t say that,”
CLIOLila had not been exaggerating when she described the paradise that was her father’s beach house in Malibu. While I understood that where we lived in Northern California was beautiful in its own right, we spent most of our time there in classrooms and at work. Here, the white, sandy beaches stretched for miles, the vast, blue water sparkled before us, and best of all, we didn’t know a soul there. It was heaven.On the drive down to Malibu, I’d spilled my guts about the whole incident that led to me agreeing to come with Lila. She shook her head in disgust after my story was over. “I know you cared about him, but Michael really is a rat bastard. Honestly, I think you should start looking at this as a bullet dodged instead of a heartbreak.”“I know.” I sighed. “I just want to start over and get away from the old Clio.”“Hey, I happen to love the ‘old Clio’ as you call her. But I’ll support you in whatever way you wish to reinvent yourself. You want to start wearing dark eyeliner