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promised. I groaned.
    “Where’s your sidekick?”
    “She left. Alicia was ready to kill her too.”
    “One more call,” I warned, holding up one finger.
    “Where’s your mom?” I asked Vince who was watching
cartoons.
    He shrugged his shoulders, “I dunno. I think Mom
Celeste is outside on the phone, and I don’t know where Mom Alicia is.”
    I headed down the hall towards Alicia’s room. I
should have knocked. Why didn’t I knock? Celeste wasn’t outside on the phone. I
stood there, opened mouthed, like an idiot. Alicia had her hands firmly around
the spindles of the headboard, in two tight fists. Celeste was between her
legs, both naked.
    “Jesus, Morgan. Get out!” Celeste finally had to
yell, pulling me from my frozen state.
    “Sorry,” I managed to spit out, shaking my head,
turning on my heels and getting the hell out of there.
    Thank god Alicia was so outgoing. She made sure
things weren’t awkward between us when we all gathered on my mother’s deck for
steaks. Celeste, on the other hand, wouldn’t even look at me. I really didn’t
think it had anything to do with what I’d seen her doing to Alicia. I think it
had more to do with the fact that I caught her like that, exposed and vulnerable.
She needed to be portrayed as sophisticated, put together like Drew. It was
truly disturbing how much alike the two of them were when it came to success.
    Celeste would do anything to ensure Alicia got to
stay home with their kids. She was a lot like Drew in that sense too. She
worried about Alicia and Vincent just like Drew did, always lecturing her about
playing it safe.
    Alicia totally understood when I complained about
Drew being so protective. Celeste treated her the same way. Like the time I
called him to tell him I was going to the strip, shopping. Little Boys Boutique
was having a sale, and I wanted to go.
    “You don’t need to worry about a sale. You’re a
millionaire ten times over. Wait until I get home and I will take you
shopping,” he’d challenged. Of course, I waited for him. I’m not sure what he
was worried about. He just worried.
    “Come on, Nicholas. Daddy will take you home and fix
you a bottle,” Drew said, taking Nicky from my mom. He had been distant toward
me since we went over there. He was judging my mother over what he’d learned
during our sessions with Deidra. He had no right to judge anyone. What she did
was no different than what he’d done.
    “We’ll be there in a little bit,” I told him,
letting him leave.
    “Can I come, Drew?” Vincent asked.
    “Sure, come on. Us men will go home, find some
sports.”
    I laughed at that. Drew didn’t watch sports. I’d
never seen him watch sports.
    “You think that’s funny?” he asked, kissing me
goodbye.
    “Uh-uh, you should do that. I think it’s baseball
season,” I teased.
    Celeste, Alicia, and I walked up the beach back to
our house about an hour later. I’d known Celeste and Alicia for almost a year
now. I never saw them this way. I was fascinated by the way Alicia leaned into
her like I would Drew and held her hand walking down the beach. I was intrigued
by the relationship they had. They were so in love, and I found myself curious
about their lives behind closed doors for the first time.
     
    “I walked in on Celeste going down on Alicia today,”
I blurted out. Drew stopped dead in his tracks, looked up to me, speechless,
entering our room from the shower.
    “Okay, and you needed to tell me this, why?”
    “I don’t know. You’re my husband. I’m supposed to
tell you everything,” I retorted, pulling the covers back.
    “There are some things you don’t have to tell me.
That’s one of them. I can’t picture Celeste like that. I’m sure she doesn’t want
me picturing her like that. Gross. Where were they?”
    “In their room. I thought Celeste was on the phone.
Vince told me she was on the phone.”
    “Are you jealous? I can do that for you, if that’s
what this is about.”
    “It’s not. I