by Amy DeMeritt
I laugh in embarrassment and my cheeks blush. I rest my head on Madison’s shoulder and behave while she takes care of answering people for me. When Awenasa finally hangs up, she sits forward and grabs my sides, tickling me, making me fall backwards laughing hard. She stops and firmly kisses my lips.
“Ok, I’m ready. Mom is really happy. She said she can’t wait to have one in each arm. She also said she’ll make another mobile. She’s almost done making Symone’s and Jaime’s totems so we can add them to the other one.”
“She’s going to have to fight me for them. I’m going to say sorry now, because I’ll probably be very stingy with wanting to hold and love on them.”
My wives laugh and Awenasa pulls me into a kiss that makes my head feel like I’m floating. As she pulls back, my head lulls on my shoulders, and I gasp for air, stuttering something like, “Thanks, yeah, ok, wow”, making them laugh again.
We climb out of the car and my excitement flares. While we walk down the sidewalk to get to Rory’s, I twist and twirl each of my six wives, dancing with them down the sidewalk. The sidewalk is busy with early arrivals for the fall semester already out exploring their new surroundings, so I have to twist them in and out of other people. My wives are laughing and smiling really big – I love when they look this happy.
I leap for the door, pulling it open wide for my wives and bow dramatically, motioning for them to enter ahead of me. Each of them pats my head and saunters past me with a dramatic switch of their hips. I laugh and follow them inside. There are a few tables with people at them decorating cupcakes and laughing and talking, but all sound seems to stop as soon as they notice us and recognize who we are. Within seconds, the silence is replaced with excited whispers.
I try not to laugh as I stare at the display cases with my wives. I wrap my arms around Awenasa’s waist, placing my hands on her womb, and kiss her cheek.
Rory’s Cupcakes is one of our favorite places, but it’s been awhile since we’ve been able to come. They have an assortment of different naked cupcakes, frostings, and toppings so you can decorate your own cupcakes. It’s a lot of fun.
“What flavors do you think our babies want?” Awenasa laughs a little and places her hands over mine. “I think they want a chocolate chocolate-chip and a banana nut cupcake.”
“That sounds delicious. They should combine them in a swirl. That would be amazing. Oh, what if we cut them in half and then use frosting to glue one of each together and then frost and decorate them?”
“That’s a great idea, puppy.”
“Don’t worry, you can still have three whole cupcakes.” Awenasa laughs hard and rubs the back of my head. “I don’t need three cupcakes.”
We order a dozen naked cupcakes, several tubs of frosting, and about two dozen tubs of toppings. Unfortunately, we’re not able to get a table without a neighbor, so we have gawkers on pretty much all sides of us.
Shannon and Awenasa carefully cut a chocolate chocolate-chip cupcake and a banana nut cupcake down the center from peak to bottom. Then they frost their centers, before carefully pressing the different halves together. Awenasa looks up at me and giggles. I’m just sitting here with a cupcake in one hand and my frosting knife in the other, while I watch them. Awenasa dips her finger in the frosting and dabs the tip of my nose with a laugh. I dart forward and bump the tip of my nose with hers, and she laughs and pushes me back, but not before I transfer some frosting onto her nose.
With a beautiful happy smile lighting up her face, Awenasa wipes my nose clean with a napkin, and then I wipe hers clean. Even with as many times as we’ve come here, or have made and frosted cakes and cupcakes at home, I’m no better at applying frosting than the first time I came here with Madison and Shannon for our first date. Each tub of frosting is supposed to be enough for at least two cupcakes, but while I’m attempting to make my cupcake look good and not like I just smashed a glob of frosting on it, I end up using the entire tub. But it looks good.
I smile really big and hold it out in the center of the table for all of my wives to see. They look up and try to hold back a laugh, but then the giant mountain of frosting falls off onto a paper lined tray and all of us burst out laughing hard.
“I think I used too much frosting.”
All of them laugh again, and Madison takes my cupcake and knife. While she laughs and shakes her head in amusement, she starts scraping up frosting from the paper liner and reapplying it to my cupcake. While she makes my cupcake look pretty, I lean forward and look through the tubs of toppings, trying to decide what I want to adorn my fluffy sweet chocolate cupcake with. I end up stacking about fifteen tubs in front of myself and all of them start laughing hard again.
“Kayla, you can’t possibly fit all of those on one cupcake.” I look at Symone with a giant goofy smile and start opening containers. “You want to bet on that?”
“Kayla is a junkie for her sweets. It will look like a crazy mess, but she’ll get all of them on there.”
Symone sets her cupcake down and rests her arms on the table with a cute challenging smile.
“Ok, I’ll take the bet. You have to get at least one piece of each of those tubs to stay on the top of your cupcake. You can’t push them inside.”
“But I like stuffing my cupcake. It’s delicious like that.” Symone raises her eyebrows and all of my wives laugh hard. I blush and shake my head. “I didn’t mean it to sound dirty. Ok, what are the stakes? What do I get if I win?”
“What do you want?” I lean forward some, and quietly say, “If I win, you have to give all of us a lap dance.” Symone grins and licks her lips. “Ok. If I win, you have to pole dance for all of us.” I laugh and blush beet red. Before I can say anything, Awenasa leans in and says, “Actually, I think you both should give us lap dances and pole dance for us, either way.”
Symone gives Awenasa a kiss on the lips, before saying, “Deal. I guess you can shove your sweets inside your cupcake now.” She winks, making me gasp and laugh hard. “I can’t believe you just said that. Since you don’t believe I can, I’m going to fit them all on the outside.”
My wives watch as I carefully arrange and plaster fifteen different pieces of candy, fruit, and salty pretzels to the top of my cupcake. My fingers are covered in frosting and my cupcake looks dangerously top heavy, but I do it; I get one piece of each topping on my cupcake. I smile really big and shoot my frosting covered hands in the air.
“Ha, I did it!” My wives laugh and clap a little. Symone leans forward with a mischievous naughty grin and coos, “Eat that messy cupcake now, baby.”
Her hushed seductive voice and the look in her eyes causes me to release a small involuntary moan, making her smile widen, and the tables around us erupt in giggles and whispers.
“You’re lucky we’re in a public place.”
I give Symone a meaningful look before I start sucking the frosting off of my fingers. She just grins and watches me lick my fingers clean, as if this is turning her on.
“That’s really pretty.”
As I’m sucking my last finger clean, Jaime sets a finished cupcake down on a tray. She made cool swirls in her snow-white frosting, and created a flower with royal blue and yellow sprinkles. It looks like a lily draped over the mound of frosting.
“How did you do that pattern in your frosting?” Jaime smiles at me and stands up. “I’ll show you.”
“Ok, but I’m kind of hopeless with frosting. My mom and wives have tried to show me a million times. Well, my other wives.” Jaime laughs and bumps into my arm. “I know what you meant.” She grabs a fresh cupcake and a tub of white frosting, and while holding the cupcake at an angle, she approaches it with a large glob of frosting. “Ok, so, while you’re spreading it, you’ll just move the knife like this, and slowly turn the cupcake to coat all sides. Then, you’ll go like this to get the pattern.”
I watch her very carefully, and it looks simple enough, so I get excited and grab another cupcake. As I’m bringing my glob of frosting to the cupcake,
Jaime laughs.
“Whoa that’s too much. You only need about half of that.” I pout as Jaime takes my knife and gets rid of half of my frosting. “Ok, now try.”
I press the frosting onto the cupcake, and try her waving technique to spread it, but it doesn’t look as nice as hers. I pucker my lips in concentration and try really hard to mimic her perfectly. When I finish, it looks worse than it normally does and has bits of cupcake in it that I somehow tore up into the frosting while I was spreading it. I laugh and shake my head.
“Ok, I’m terrible at frosting cupcakes. Our babies are going to come out of the womb able to do this better than I can. I think I’m possibly the worst cupcake-froster ever.” Jaime rubs my head with a loving smile, before she sets my cupcake aside, and grabs a fresh one. “Here, let’s do it together this time.”
With her standing behind me, and her hands over mine, she guides me in the technique. It’s a slow and somewhat clumsy process, but it’s better than my solo attempt. When we finish, it’s the best-looking cupcake that I have assisted in frosting.
“Wow, that actually looks good.” I look up at Madison and smile really big. “Yeah, but Jaime did the actual work. I was just her frosting puppet.”
“That reminds me of something else we haven’t done in a while.” Sam is grinning in a naughty way as she scans me and each our wives up and down. “We should buy some hot fudge for this big erotic dancing night.”
Symone releases a small moan and quickly clears her throat, trying to cover it up. Sam laughs and leans over the table to kiss her. Several of our neighbors erupt in whispers and small giggles.
Even though we don’t have an answer yet from the tribe on whether or not we can really marry them, we already announced to the world that we have added Jaime and Symone to our family. We didn’t want to try to hide it because we knew it would get out anyway, and we didn’t want it to seem like we’re ashamed of our decision, because we’re not.
It’s been interesting. There’s been a lot of positive and negative debate about it in the media. Most of our fans were completely supportive, with some of them being insanely ecstatic, especially about Jaime being added to our family.
Jaime’s mom wasn’t surprised and was happy – she actually told Jaime, “Finally!”
Symone’s family hasn’t spoken to her since she told them. They had a huge blowout on the phone and her father basically disowned her and told her she’s not welcome home unless she has repented and has married a man. He actually told her, till she can show up on her parents’ doorstep with a man, she’s not their daughter anymore.
I offered to fly out to Philly to talk to her parents with her, but she grabbed my shoulders and very firmly told me, “No, he will kill you. He told me if he ever sees you, he will kill you in the name of the Lord and not feel even a small stain on his soul because it would be for the better good.” It actually caused ice to run down my spine. The look in her eyes told me she knows her father is capable of actually killing me and it’s not just his hate and fear making meaningless threats.
When we told Sara, she was angry and very concerned. Symone doesn’t talk about her family much, but Sara later told me to take the threat very seriously and that this is one time I cannot jump in to be the hero. I can’t force the subject on Symone’s parents or I will end up dead. Sara told me Symone’s father is borderline homicidal in his convictions of his faith and has become violent before to defend his faith.
Symone’s father was born in Mississippi in a long line of strict white-supremacy evangelical Baptists. When he fell in love with a black woman, he had to flee the state and he moved north, to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, where Symone’s mother was born and raised. Symone has tried to get her father to understand that if he could love a black woman, something that he has been taught is a sin and punishable by death, why can’t he understand that she can be in love with a woman? If what he was taught is wrong, why can’t he see that maybe he is wrong about this too?
I love Symone and I hate that she’s dealing with this and there’s nothing I can do to make it better. Family is really important to me and I want Symone to have a relationship with her family. I just don’t know how to make it happen.
If Sara is affirming the seriousness of this and that I shouldn’t try to interfere, I know the threat to my life is very real. Sara knows the kind of person I am and knows I’m willing to risk my life for the people I love. But this would be a fruitless risk to take. Confronting him how I’ve confronted my other wives’ parents would probably result in my death, and Symone still wouldn’t have her family back. My heart aches for her, but my instincts tell me I need to back off and leave this alone.
Symone surprises me, making me jump a little, as she wraps her arms around me from behind, and bends down to whisper in my ear.
“Stop looking at me like I’m broken. I’m happier than I’ve ever been. I have no regrets and I would never give this up for anything. All of you are my family now, and that is more than enough for me.”
To be continued…
Bonus Book – The Sharps Unleashed
If you didn’t read it before reading Building the Nursery, don’t forget to check out The Sharps Unleashed for the full story of Kayla’s first movie.
Robin Sharp is a police officer for her local precinct in a small town in the mountains, where a bill was recently passed to open up a huge portion of the mountain to commercial logging. As the town is overrun with out of towners, they bring a mess of problems for the police force. While trying to help keep the peace between the locals and the loggers, Robin is assigned a case to find a few missing big-rigs, which turns into a rapidly escalating threat of a major homegrown terrorist plot. Not knowing who else they can trust, Robin and her wife, Grace, must go into dangerous territory to gain more intel and scramble to prevent multiple catastrophes.
Coming Soon…
The Dancing Wolf Series
Book 6 – Family Growing Pains
Having to travel east for a dance performance has everyone on edge, because of Symone’s father’s threat to kill Kayla if he ever sees her. A huge gathering with friends and family to celebrate the birth of their twins will bring new friendships, new career opportunities, plans to bring the tribes closer, and new tensions. While trying to manage the joys and pains of their hectic schedules, and prepare for another addition to the family, tragedy will hit the family hard.
The Brooke and Hannah Series
Book 2 – Upon a Snow Fall
With their hearts set on marriage and children in the near future, Brooke and Hannah will have to first deal with the fallout from learning Brooke’s mother has terminal cancer. As if opening Pandora’s box, Brooke will deal with one painful blow after another, and discover a hidden secret from her past. Major opportunities and career changes will affect both of them, while they pursue starting a photography business together. An invitation out of town will gain them a couple new friends and promising futures of love and support. While riding out the many ups and downs, will Brooke and Hannah finally learn whether or not Hannah’s friend is a murderer?
Amy is a lesbian romance author.
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