Chapter 10
**Angela on Her Back**
Angela began to come to as we picked her up and set her down on the
couch. We were all still laughing our asses off and that was what greeted
the mother of my child as she finally pulled herself together and opened
her eyes. Again she let out a strangled scream, but this time managed to
stay conscious. Noticing me sitting beside her, she turned to punch me in
the shoulder as hard as she could. I just smiled and watched as I could
almost see all of the questions that were churning in her head. I,
however, knew that she was waiting for me to explain before she tried to
jump up and molest the guys.
"Well Doug, care to explain to me why you brought the stars of my
nightly fantasies to my home without calling first and allowing me to at
least look presentable?" she whispered to me harshly so that the guys
couldn't hear. I just had to laugh at her.
"Come on, Angie. You know that you look better right now than most
women look after hours of primping!" And it was true. I had to admit that
if I were straight, I don't think that I would be able to resist her
charms. To say that she was gorgeous would be one of the world's greatest
understatements. I could see the straight men checking her out, including
Kevin and Brian who I heard had fiances. Eh, there was no harm in looking.
Turning back to the guys who had situated themselves around the room, with
Howie next to me of course, I did the introduction thing.
"Guys, I would like you to meet my friend Angela," they all said
their hellos and I continued, "Angela, even though you already know who
they are, this is Brian, Kevin, Nick, AJ, and, I'm VERY proud to say, my
boyfriend Howie." Her jaw dropped so far when I imparted that little bit
of news. She looked at me with barely concealed malice. I'd gotten one of
them and I wasn't even a big fan. I knew that she would get me for that in
some way. She was just so devious when it came to revenge. I had taught
her a little too well, but I loved her anyway.
Pulling her up with me after giving Howie a quick kiss, I took her
into the kitchen to ask. When I did ask if Richie could come, I was amazed
to see that she was much less shocked by my request than that it was Howie
who had wanted it first.
"My god! You certainly found yourself a good one, didn't you?" I
could only smile and nod my head vigorously as she laughed at my obvious
happiness.
"So, can you live without him for this week and let me take him? I
know how protective you are of Richie, but you know that I'll take extreme
care with my son. He is more imp-," she cut me off there. Why must
everyone cut me off? Is there some rule somewhere that says I can't be
allowed to finish what I am saying?
"Doug, you know that I won't have a problem with this. I know how
much you love our son and he feels the same about you. In fact, having you
take him is a bit of a blessing this week. Not that I don't love having
him around, but I have a date tomorrow night and maybe again if it goes
well and I was going to have to get a babysitter. You know how much I hate
leaving him alone with a babysitter. So, to answer your question,
yes...you can take him with you. Wait, you have classes next week. How
long are you going to be gone?"
Happy that Richie was going to be accompanying us, I answered her.
"I'm going with them for this week and then I'll be coming home on Sunday.
Howie is so excited to spend some time with him. He has always wanted kids
and this gives him a chance that he might not have gotten considering how
difficult, nearly impossible really, it is for gays to adopt children. It
made me cry Angie and you know how seldom that particular act happens with
me. That alone should tell you just how much this man means to me. Richie
already knows that we're dating. The little scrub called Howie on it right
after he knelt down and said hi. It was really cute how he wasn't in the
least bit awkward about it! We've raised a really great kid, Angie," I
finished softly. She grabbed me into a hug and then proceeded to squeeze
the life out of me. I seriously think I felt something snap in me
somewhere!
"Yes, we did. He loves his daddy very much and if Howie makes YOU
this happy, they're gonna get along fine. He likes to see you smile, Doug,
and so do I. Now, before they think that we've forgotten them, let's get
our asses back in there and you can help Richie pack. I get to sit down
and talk to those sexy men in my living room!" We both chuckled at that
and walked back in where the guys were sitting talking to my son. I
noticed that he and Nick were in a heated discussion about whether the
Playstation was better, or the Nintendo 64. I could tell already that they
were going to get along great. I glanced over at Howie then to see this
stupid grin on his face as he gazed at my son. I knew right then that I
could never ask for a better partner in my life...for me AND for my son.
When I told Richie that he was going with us and that we needed to pack, he
ran up and hugged me, happy to get to spend more time with his father and
new found friend. Dragging Nick behind him, he led the way to his room and
we got him all packed for the trip. Nick picked him up and set him on his
shoulders as we headed back to the living room. As we entered, I suddenly
thought of something.
"Angie, can you take care of the little hellions (my cat and dog)
while I'm gone? There is enough food and stuff for them so you only need
to feed them and clean the litter box."
"No problem, Doug! You know how much I love your tiny
troublemakers!"
"Okay, we gotta get going then. The limo is coming at 1:30 and the
guys still need to get them selves packed. Richie, go give your mama a hug
and a kiss so that we can head out," I told my son. I pulled him down off
of Nick's shoulders and he ran to his mother, saying that he would tell her
everything when he got back. She smiled and ruffled his hair as she told
him that she'd miss him and to get his butt out to the van so that we could
leave. He returned the smile and he got back up on Nick's shoulders.
Everyone said their good byes and Michelle and I gave Angela a hug and
kiss.
Walking out and getting in the van, we drove off, Angela waving at us
until we were out of sight.
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