Chapter Seven

After spending the afternoon at the lake with Ambrose I am driving home when a message lights up my phone, I pick it up and look at it. Ambrose, I smile as I open the message. [Hay baby I miss you]. You text him back. [I just left your place how can you miss me already?] [I need to see you again, can I come over tonight.] [It's already tonight, Ambrose.] [You not answering my question Mish.] you laugh at his message. [ You never have to ask Ambrose you are always welcome in my home.] Before I pull up to your house he messages back. [I am on my way] You can't believe the turn of events from when you left Marcus's office last night, after all these years Ambrose has actually been in love with me. I close my eyes as I feel tears fall down my cheek.

Just as I lean over to grab my bag from the back seat, I pick up Marcus's engagement ring and shove it in my bag. On entering my house, I hear Marcus's voice. "Where the hell have you been and who was that that answered your phone last night? Explain yourself Mishka"? I turn around with my anger rising up inside I start to shout at him as I push him away from my door. "Shut up, JUST Shut the fuck up you narcissistic asshole." I take the ring out of my bag and shove it into his chest as hard as I can. Marcus looks at you and says. "What the fuck is your problem now, Mishka." Still glaring at him red in your face as you hear him blame you like you did something wrong. "How long have you been sleeping with Melinda." He looks at you shocked and like a coward, he denies it. "What you talking about baby, there is nothing going on with me and Melinda." Coming close to you he reaches out to touch you and you push him away. "My dad was right you are a lying piece of shit. Thank goodness I found out now before I married you." He tries to hold me as he pleads his case. "Please baby she means nothing to me I love you." You open the door looking at him with a stern face. "Get out Marcus, it's over and I never want to see you again." As you shove him out the door your dad is standing there. "Please Mishka can we talk about it." "No, I don't have anything left to say to you Marcus except, Fuck off." Your father stands with his hand folded over his chest watching Marcus walks to his car. Your dad hugs you and tells you how proud he is of you for telling Marcus to catch a hike.

"My child you deserve better than that rubbish." "Don't worry about me dad, I'm fine and happy that this happened now, would you like something to drink?" "Coffee please." He says as he follows me inside and into the kitchen. I pour two cups of coffee as we both sit at the kitchen counter. "So Mishka, where did you and Ambrose go to last night?" "Just for a bite to eat," you say feeling a little guilty lying to him. "So, when are you going to see him again?" your dad asks. "Well, Dad if you must know I invited him over for dinner tonight.

Your dad looks at you smiling, blushing you take a sip of your coffee trying to hide your flustered face. "You are more than welcome to join us, we can make it a family thing with Uncle Rossi." Your dad smiles and in seconds pulls out his phone and calls Rossi.

While your dad talks to Rossi, you take your phone out of your bag and notice that Ambrose has left you a message. You open his message and read [Wear nothing causes no matter what you have on trust me I am going to rip it off you] Your body warms with the thought of opening the door with nothing on. And then you realize. Oh, shit I must tell him we not going to be alone. You send him a message. {Sorry, Ambrose, but our dads will be here tonight too.] and you add a sad emoji. You wait for his reply but it's quiet. You put your phone down on the table and sit back feeling yourself hoping your dad and Rossi take a rain check, but when your dad sits back down smiling at you he asks as he finishes his coffee "So, what time must we be here tonight my child?" I reply. " Seven is fine Dad." Your dad stands up and gives you a kiss on the top of your head. "I must go now got a meeting with a new client and then we will see you later." You walk him to the door and see him out, as soon as you close the door and head upstairs to take a shower before you start preparing the dinner. Your turn on the shower and start to undress when you hear a knock at the door. "Who the hell is this now!" You mutter to yourself. "I hope it's not Marcus." Putting your towel around you, you head downstairs and open the front door. "Well, well, well beautiful glad you took note of my message on the dress code." He smirks at me as he leans on the door frame. "Dinner is only later, you early." Ambrose walks in putting his arms around me as he shuts the door with his foot. "You gave me no choice Mishka, as soon as I saw your message, that our fathers would be here for dinner too, well, waiting the whole night just to kiss you was not an option." You lift yourself on your toes and kiss him. He undoes your towel, and it drops to the floor. Standing there naked he picks you up as if you weighed nothing and carries you upstairs.

Laying in his arms you turn to him and ask him. "So! What are your intentions, Ambrose"? He looks at you not knowing exactly what you mean. "My intentions." "Yes! your intentions with me?"

You sit up and look at him. "Well, Mishka my intentions are all good I can say that much, you know I love you and have been in love with you for a long time so I am hoping that one day when I ask you to marry me and you say yes, and then we will have some kids maybe a dog or cat." Before he can continue talking you bend over him and kiss him. Ambrose pulls you towards him and holds you close. "I told you Mishka, I came back for you." You look up at him and in the corner of your eye, you see the time on the clock it's six thirty. You jump up and grab your nightshirt. "Where you going, baby." "To cook dinner. I told my dad that they should be here at 7 and I have not prepared anything to make". Ambrose looks up at you and pulls you back down on top of him. "Relax baby, I have already arranged for my restaurant to drop off dinner. "What! I thought your restaurant was not open yet." "It has been open for the past week, Mishka but it's not like we got to talk last night." You blush as you smile at him, and he rubs his fingers over your lips. You take his finger in your mouth and suck. Ambrose takes his fingers from your mouth and rubs your sensitive spot, and you moan with the need for more. "Do you like that baby?" Mmm, you moan as he rubs harder. Soaking wet all over his finger he licks it and says" Mmm you taste good. He pulls you down on the bed and licks your inner thigh. The heat swells up and your pussy aches for him. You arch your back as he licks, just as you are about to come, he stops, and you moan as your body aches for more. "Don't stop baby." Ambrose grins as he kisses your tummy. "don't worry baby I'm not finished with you yet." Just then he lifts your leg over his shoulder and penetrates you move slowly in until you feel his full length inside you. You hold on to him tight as you reach an ultimate orgasm digging your fist into the sheets of the bed. Your body trembling with the pleasure so good you find you cannot get enough. Ambrose's climbs off and kisses you. "Come let us get ready to entertain our dads. And he stands up and goes to the bathroom, after staring at him as he walks to the bathroom that sexy ass naked and his muscles on his back you can't resist, and you join him in the shower.

Clean and dressed you both go downstairs. Just as you grab two beers from the fridge there is a knock at the door. Ambrose goes to open and takes the dinner from his driver bringing it into the kitchen. You both set the table and he pours you a glass of wine. You stand back and sip your drink. He takes your hand and entwines his fingers between yours when there is another knock at the door. Before you can go and open the door Ambrose takes you in his arms, looking at you he asks. "What are we going to tell our dads, do you want them to know yet Mish?" "I think they will know Ambrose they might be old but they are not blind." Kissing you like it is the last kiss for the night he let you go, and you open up the door. Rossi has a bottle of whiskey under his arm and your dad has a bunch of flowers handing them to you they walk into the kitchen. Oh! Ambrose you here already." Mishka's dad says as he enters. "Thought I would come early and help Mishka with dinner." Smiling as he looks at you and you turn so the old men don't see you blushing.

Sitting down at the table you dish up for the men and set their plates in front of them. Rossi and your dad hold out their hands. You and Ambrose take their hands and Rossi says grace. Wow you think to yourself, I have not said grace before dinner in a long time and you realize how nice it feels, not only to be saying grace but sitting here with the three men that you love so much again. The night is filled with old stories of Frank and Rossi's old days and laughs about how cute you and Ambrose were when you two were young.

Taking the plates away and packing them in the dishwasher Ambrose comes into the kitchen and takes the dishes from you and puts them down. He pulls you close to him and just as he kisses you your dad comes into the kitchen. Ambrose jumps back and straight away apologists to your dad. Frank starts to laugh and Rossi walks in wondering what frank is laughing about. Rossi takes one look at Ambrose's guilt written all over his face and looks back at you blushing. "Oh! I see." Rossi says and turns to his friend and pats him on his back. Come old friend let us have a drink. Mishka gets four glasses out of the cupboard and takes them to Rossi in the lounge leaving Ambrose and your dad talking in the kitchen.

Rossi holds his glass and raises it with a toast. To our beautiful kids Frank. Here, Here Franks says. Frank looks at you and tells you how radiant you look. You smile at her dad.

After a couple of glasses, more of the good stuff like Rossi calls it the two old men decide it is time to head home and leave the kids to enjoy the rest of the night. They both give Mishka a hug and a kiss before heading out to their cars. Waving goodbye, you close the door. I turn to Ambrose and ask him. "Would you like a cup of coffee?" "Yes, that sounds good." Standing he follows me to the kitchen. I hand him a cup of coffee and suggest you both watch a movie. He sits down and gestures for me to sit next to him. I crawl up to him and he holds me in his arms.

I wake up the next morning to find myself in my bed and dressed in my pajamas. I am sure I was not drunk last night, I think to myself. Pulling myself out of bed and putting on my robe I walk downstairs to make a cup of coffee. Wondering if Ambrose left, and then I see him sleeping on the couch. You make two cups of coffee and take it through. You put the cups on the table and sit on the floor next to the couch where Ambrose is sleeping. You watch him and wonder to yourself if this is for real. You close your eyes and open them again expecting Ambrose to be gone, but as you open your eyes, he kisses you. "Good morning baby, did you sleep well." Happy it was not a dream you smile "Did you put me to bed last night?" "Yes, hope you don't mind me crashing on your couch." "No not at all but why did you sleep on the couch, you could have slept next to me on the bed." He smiles at you and then says. "I don't think I would have been able to sleep then." "What have you got planned for today," you ask him. "I have to go to the restaurant and sort out a couple of things. You want to come with me?" Mishka smiles and says yes, it is Saturday and you had nothing planned for today.