“We’re on our way now,” I said as I kissed Paislie quickly on the lips.
I was about to hang up when Emmit yelled, “Bring me some fries!”
Dropping my phone back into my pocket, I pulled out of my wife and headed to the bathroom where I wet a washcloth with warm water. After cleaning myself, I wet it again and headed back into the room and gently cleaned her.
“Mmm . . . that feels good.”
Pulling her off the table, I gave her a stern look. “No more until tonight.”
With a pout, she mumbled, “Party pooper.”
We carefully put her dress back on and Paislie checked her hair before we headed back down to the car. As we walked by the check in desk, I stole a glance at the young woman who checked us in. She failed at keeping her smile in as she turned and started talking to a co-worker.
Phil was still parked out front and was talking to one of the bellhops. The moment he saw us, he quickly opened the back door as I helped Paislie gather her dress up before she sat in the seat. Walking over to the other side, he held my door open and asked, “To the reception now, sir?”
“If we must!”
He held back his smile and nodded his head.
Ten minutes later we were pulling up to the Brookhaven Country Club. Phil got out quickly and made his way to Paislie’s side of the car. Janet glared at me as I walked around the back of the car and up to her. With a quick shrug, I winked at her.
Rolling her eyes, she shook her head. “The photographer is waiting. We’ll get a few pictures before you greet your guests.”
Emmit came walking up searching for a bag of fries. “Where’s my fries?”
Ignoring him, I held my hand out for Paislie as she stepped out of the car. Janet reached for the bouquet and handed it to her.
“Follow me for pictures, everyone!” Janet called out.
Emmit glared at me and then leaned in closer. “You bastard! You had sex.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Adaline and Annie each took Paislie by the arm and pulled her ahead as they quickly got lost in conversation.
Emmit huffed. “Do you have any idea how much I hate you right now?”
With a dry laugh, I stopped and looked at him. “How about this. I arrange for both of your children to be occupied for at least thirty minutes. I’m sure you and Adaline can find somewhere to sneak away.”
“Forty-five. It’s been a while. I want to enjoy myself.”
I acted like I was frustrated while blowing out a deep breath. “Fine. Forty-five minutes. After we greet all the guests, I’ll make it happen.”
Emmit slapped me on the back. “Dude, have I told you how much I love you?”
“Ugh. Don’t make me throw up, you pansy ass.”
Pictures were taken, greetings were done and I was making arrangements for Emmit’s kids. It wasn’t hard. Who wouldn’t want to hold a two-month old sleeping baby, or take an almost two year old on an adventure walk?
Walking up to Emmit, I slapped him on the back and said, “Your time starts now.”
His eyes scanned the room for Adaline. “I owe you.”
I watched as he practically dragged her out of the room. Shaking my head, I chuckled to myself.
“Where are they going?” Paislie asked.
“To have sex.”