Free Candy Apple by Tielle St. Clare Page B

true love.
    “It doesn’t help you find your true love?”
    “Oh no, it does that.” Her mother reached out and squeezed
Tasha’s hand. “It’s just sometimes your true love isn’t confined to only one
man.”
    Tasha blinked and stared at her mother, trying to make sure
she’d heard her correctly. Did that mean her mother had two—? Who—?
    “Bad Boy Joe?”
    He was her stepfather’s best friend and went everywhere with
her mother and Nick.
    “Wait—” Heather jumped in. “Are you saying you and Uncle
Nick and Joe are a threesome?”
    For a moment, Tasha thought her mother would deny it, but
then she seemed to find her strength. She pushed her shoulders back and pinched
her lips together.
    “Yes.”
    “Oh my goodness, that’s how he knew what the beach looked
like during your honeymoon.”
    Tasha pulled out of her mother’s grip. “Why didn’t you tell
me?”
    “At first you were too young and strange blended families
were less common than they are today. Then, after you left for college and
moved out, I couldn’t ever find the right time.”
    “Yeah, I can imagine that would be a hard conversation to
have,” Heather said.
    Tasha shuddered, hoping the violent little tremors would
erase her mind like an Etch-A-Sketch. She did not want to think about her
mother and Nick and Joe .
    “So I’m destined to have two men?”
    Katherine shrugged. “I don’t know about destiny but the
dress led me to Nick and Joe and I’ve been thankful every day since.”
    She walked over to Tasha and gave her a quick hug. “I’m
sorry. I didn’t mean to keep anything from you. I just didn’t know how to tell
you.”
    Tasha nodded, the shock making her a bit numb.
    She stood there, watching as her mother walked to the front
door. The door closed behind her and Tasha still hadn’t moved.
    “Wow. Aunt K is so cool.”
    Tasha spun around and glared at Heather. “That’s my mother.
Who is sleeping with two men!”
    Heather shrugged. “So are you.”
    “That’s different. Mine was an accident.”
    “Hmm…” Heather tapped her index finger on the side of her
head. “You have perfect vision at ten inches, right?”
    “Yes.”
    “Anything beyond that gets blurry?”
    “Yes,” Tasha said again.
    “Are you telling me that not once during the time you were
upstairs you opened your eyes?”
    “Well—”
    “Tell me you don’t fuck with your eyes closed.” Heather
sounded so disappointed.
    “No. That wasn’t the problem.”
    “What was the problem? He was right there.”
    “Well…” Tasha sighed. Heather wasn’t going to give up until
she got an answer. “We were never really face-to-face for that long.”
    “I don’t understand.” Heather shook her head.
    “He was behind me most of the time.”
    Heather’s smile grew wide. “Oooh I see. You’ve definitely
got the wild child in you. It just took Bachelor Number Two to bring her out.”
    She hooked her arm through Tasha’s elbow and dragged her
into the kitchen. She guided Tasha into a chair and poured a cup of coffee,
setting it on the table.
    “So we don’t know anything about Number Two except he’s
gorgeous. And you said he’s practically a twin to this Nathan guy?”
    “Yes. It’s probably his cousin. Nathan said his cousin lived
with him.” She had vague memories of him mentioning that, though her mind was a
bit blurry from the multiple orgasms. Honestly, she hadn’t been paying that
much attention to what Nathan had said at that point…just the fact that his
lips looked so sexy as he spoke.
    Of course, his lips were even sexier a few minutes later
when he’d gone down on her in the kitchen, her leg draped over his shoulder as
he licked and—
    “So what does Nathan do?”
    Heather’s question jolted her out of her thoughts.
    “What? Oh, um, he works in Jason’s office. He’s a fund
manager.”
    “Oh.”
    The bland tone of Heather’s voice caught Tasha’s attention.
    “What does that mean?”
    “Nothing.”
    Tasha