Loving Life

11. Rebellions

I didn't even try to hide anything. I put on sweatpants and a bra and one of his shirts to go downstairs. Everyone old enough to understand doesn't care, but all of the children think I didn't want to wear a dress anymore.

Carter gave up his spot at the head of the table so he could sit next to me. His hand has been on my knee the whole meal.

"So how was the insane asylum?" Cody jokes.

"It's not funny. Ebola isn't a joke." I mutter.

Carter squeezes my knee gently.

"I bet he felt insane, all locked up without you." Cody defends.

I shrug in response.

"Yeah..." Carter takes a sip of his Apple Cider. "It's terrible. I hate it there. There were no windows and the walls were white and they didn't even speak to me unless it was through a speaker." He sighs. "I don't understand why I couldn't have my phone. I couldn't even call Roxy to tell her to stop breaking things."

He shoots me a look and I scowl, my mouth full of turkey. "Fuck off." I mutter, pointing my fork at him.

"I just did." He replies.

I swallow my mouth full of food and stare at him with a shocked expression. He snickers.

He picks up his glass of cider again and when he looks away from me and at Cody who is about to ask him another question, I move my hand that's on top of his knee to grab his dick in his jeans. His glass clatters back onto the table, almost spilling. Everyone is watching in confusion. Carter looks at me with red cheeks. I stare right back, squeezing him gently.

"Problem?" I ask.

He gulps.

"I didn't think so." I remove my hand and look at Cody. "You were asking?"

"I was going to ask if the food was any good..." he trails off. "But..." he looks at Carter, who is still staring at me in shock. "I have a feeling I won't-"

"OH ROXANNE!" I hear the front door bang against the wall. I cringe at the name. Savvy insists on calling me that just to piss me off.

Honestly, having read the hunger games, she reminds me of Johanna a little bit.

"ROXANNE KAY LYNNE HARRIS!" she screams. "Bitch!" she yells.

I stand up and walk out of the dining room to the living room. "Would you stop your damn screaming?"

"Is Carter home? Jake called me and said he was coming home. I think Carter's going to surprise you and I wanted to warn you before you do something stupid like telling him you hate him."

I bite my lip. "Don't call me Roxanne." I say.

"That's your name." she reminds me. "Where the fuck is everyone?"

"They're in the dining room." I reply.

"Is Carter home?" she repeats.

"Yes."

She waggles her eyebrows. "Did you guys have reunion sex yet?"

"Savvy!" I gasp.

"What?" she demands.

"My kids are in the dining room." I hiss.

"So?" she asks. "They're going to find out what sex is some day." She pauses. "When are you going to introduce me to your husband?"

"Shouldn't you be at home waiting for yours?"

"Fuck that." She says. "I texted him your address. I'm crashing thanksgiving, Roxanne."