Rock and Water - Chapter 9 - Sex Stories

Rock and Water - Chapter 9

... warm smile crosses his face. “Addie, it’s so nice to meet you after all this time. Your mom has told me so much about you.” In typical tween fashion, Addie rolls her eyes and groans, burying her face in Frank’s arm which has Frank and I chuckling, and Patrick looking totally lost. “Ughhh. I can only imagine. Mom….what have you told him?” I pull her back to me and squeeze her against me. “Nothing you wouldn’t tell him yourself…but I did show him your baby pictures.” “MOM!!” Patrick speaks up. “Seriously though, Addie, you were a pretty cute kid. The pictures were great.” She looks at him warily. “Uh, sure…whatever you say.” He continues, obviously trying to find some footing with her. “Your mom tells me you’ve ridden horses a few times. My friends, just outside of the city, have a few and would love you to come out and ride with us.” She just stares at Patrick a bit, biting on her lower lip and clearly unsure of what to make of him. “Um…thanks. I don’t know.” She looks down at the ground, shrugs and walks back over to Frank, who whispers in her ear, causing her to shrug again. In two steps I’m in front of her, taking her hands in mine. “It’s okay, hon. I know this is weird for you and it’s going to take some time.” When she looks up her eyes are moist. “I’m sorry mom. I just…I want to be cool about this but it’s just weird that he’s here…and dad’s here.” Addie pauses, and before she can stop herself blurts out, “Shite!” All at the same time, Patrick bursts into laughter, ...

... I look at her stunned, and Frank quickly whispers, “Addie! What did I say about using that word?” She stands up a little taller, and says back to him, “You said words are just words, and unless they’re said in malice that it’s all cool…except at school…or in front of grandparents.” I just smile and nod. “I see you’re getting an education in English dialect while here.” This earns me another eye role, while Frank buries his head in his hands and Patrick continues to stifle his laughter. Frank regains his composure and grabs my bag. “Alright then; let’s head to the car park.” *** We arrive at the flat that Frank’s friend is loaning us for the week. Once again, Frank grabs my bag, hauling it up the three flights for me, while Patrick carries his own and our carry-on. The master bedroom has been set up for Patrick and me, while a spare room has Addie’s suitcase already resting on the bed. I feel wistful seeing her bag on the small bed, and before I can say anything Patrick walks purposefully into the room and throws his suitcase on the bed. “Addie, no reason for you not to spend the nights with your mom; you’ve been away from each other so long.” With that, he picks up Addie’s bag and walks it over to the master bedroom, setting it next to my own where Frank had left it. Addie immediately brightens up and begins to bounce up and down a little, clearly excited by the idea. In the short time since I’d discovered Addie would be staying with us at the flat, I hadn’t realized how ...