Page 72 of Fierce-Michael

TELL ME ANYTHING

Michael pulled into the parking lot next to Electra’s car on Sunday morning. Kelly was at his house, he was getting Ty, bringing him to his parents, then going back to get Kelly.

He didn’t want the two of them meeting right away.

Probably wrong on his part to want his parents there to help out.

Since it was the first woman he’d brought around his son, he wanted this to work out.

He hadn’t even told Ty it was happening today because he didn’t want him to ask a million questions and then go to Electra’s and bring it up.

He walked to Electra’s apartment, knocked on the door, but got no answer. Her car was here, so he couldn’t imagine where she was.

He knocked again and waited, then looked at his watch. It was just a few minutes before ten. His normal pick-up time.

“Electra,” he said loudly. “It’s Michael.”

He figured Ty had to be up and would hear his father’s voice and at least come to the door to talk. Ty could reach the lock but had been told never to open it.

Michael pulled his phone out to call, his anxiety building that something had to be wrong.

Before he could hit the dial, the door opened and there was Electra in a tiny tank top and her underwear, her brassy blonde hair messed up and almost knotted. She moved around in her sleep and he remembered she always woke up looking like that.

“Sorry,” Electra said. “Guess I overslept. I was out late.”

“What?” he asked, moving past her into the apartment and looking around. “Where is Ty?”

“He’s with my parents,” Electra said. “They should be here any minute. They know you come at ten.”

His heart stopped racing hearing that. At least Ty was fine if he was with his grandparents. It didn’t change the fact he didn’t know that information and was annoyed over it.

He had primary custody of their child and he should be privy if his son isn’t where he was dropped off.

“Did you have to work last night?” he asked. “How come you didn’t tell me Ty was staying with your parents?”

“I didn’t know I had to tell you that,” Electra said.

“Yes,” he said. “You do. You know that. It’s in the custody agreement. If Ty is supposed to be with you and he isn’t, you just have to let me know where he is.”

“Oh,” Electra said, covering a yawn. “Come in. I can’t think this early. I might be hungover.”

Which told him she was out partying. “Was this a last minute decision?”

“What do you care if I was on a date last night?” Electra asked, moving over to make coffee. He wished she’d put some damn clothes on.

“Are you going to get dressed?”

“Why?” Electra asked. “You’ve seen it all before. Do you want to see it again?”

She was grinning and turned to walk toward him.

He took a few steps back and put his hand up. “Stop. Don’t go there. You went on a date or whatever. I just ask that you tell me where our son is at all times. Go get clothes on and stop trying to embarrass yourself.”

She pouted. “Whatever. You can fuck some other girl when Ty isn’t at your house so I can do the same thing. Maybe I was with a woman last night too.”

He ground his teeth. He’d never told Ty he couldn’t say anything to Electra, but he’d hoped his son would have forgotten about it.

“We both know you like men,” he said. “Get some pants on or something before your parents get here. I hope you don’t walk around the house like that with Ty.”