Page 28 of Broken Prince
Mom smiles. “Of course not. Winter, hi, dear. I’d be more than happy to have you come along.”
“Oh, aren't you just the cutest,” Auntie Sylvia comments.
“Damn, Laney. You're going to give me a complex over my body.” Auntie Eden looks my outfit over.
“Hush. You know, you look damn good for your early forties. People are going to mistake us for sisters tonight. All of us.” I grin.
Auntie Eden smirks. “I knew I liked you.” She laughs.
“Well, now this is a party. I think we’re owed a limo, what do you think?”
Mom looks at me, like she’s wondering if that might be too much. But it’s Mom’s night, and well, I’ve never been in a limo before.
“Anyone know the number for one?”
***
An hour later, we’re all drunk.
Instead of going out to eat, we chose to drive around in the limo. We blasted the music, grabbed some takeout, and have been hanging out back here.
It’s been a lot of fun.
It turns out Winter is awesome. She's just the type of person I’d have been friends with back home. I think she was right before. I could see us being good friends, even if she is best friends with one of the guys who I can’t stop thinking about.
“Melissa, how come you didn’t tell me your soon-to-be sons were so damn cute!” Auntie Eden is looking at Winter’s phone. We ended up talking about the guys and how Winter is best friends with Elijah. Auntie Eden and Auntie Sylvia wanted to know what they look like, and well, that’s how we ended up on Instagram, stalking my stepbrothers.
“Eden!” Mom gasps. “They are in their early twenties.”
“So.” She chuckles. “As long as they're over twenty-one. I like them on the younger side, anyway; they have more stamina than men our age.” Auntie Eden and Auntie Sylvia burst into laughter.
“Oh hush, James has no issues about lasting long.”
“Mom, no.” I shove my hands over my ears. “I don’t want to hear about how long James can fuck you.”
Auntie Eden and Auntie Sylvia laugh harder as Winter joins them.
Mom’s face turns pink. “Sorry, Laney.”
“Well, young men like them shouldn’t go to waste. What about you, Laney? You deserve a hottie like one of them after that ass-face, Kyle,” Auntie Eden suggests.
I suck on my lower lip, taken by surprise and having no idea what to say.
“She can’t.” Mom frowns. “Those are her stepbrothers.”
“Why not? It’s not like they’re blood. They didn’t grow up together,” Auntie Sylvia points out.
“I agree,” Winter slurs a little, waving her bottle of wine in the air. Turns out, I’m the only one underage in this limo. “I think you should go out with Elijah, he’s a sweetheart. He would treat you like a queen.”
My eyes widen as I look at her in surprise. Is she trying to pimp her best friend, my soon-to-be stepbrother, out to me, in front of my mom?.
Wait, she’s his best friend. If they’re close, would he have told her about this summer?
Nerves hit me hard, causing me to feel like I’m going to be sick. This is not how I want my mom to find out.
“She’s right.” Mom nods. “Elijah would be the perfect boy for you, Delaney.”
“How drunk am I?” I whisper more to myself. I have to be smashed because there's no way they’re encouraging this, right?