Holiday Road
By Mama4Dukes

Chapter 14:
A couple of hours later, Bella was cocooned in some sort of a body wrap and sweating her brains out. At least her hangover was going away. It was literally being extracted out of her.
“So tell me about the underwear model?” Allison asked.
“Yes, do tell,” Leah urged.
“Uh, well, we were just having fun together. He’s here for some sort of romance novel cover model contest.”
“Did you sleep with him?”
“No… I didn’t know him well enough to have a one-night stand with him. I did funnels with him at the nightclub.”
“Oh, I remember doing funnels. Don’t you, Susie?” Allison asked.
“Oh, yes, my jaws were always sore the next morning from having to keep my mouth open.”
“I know another thing that makes your jaws sore.”
Bella’s eyes widened. Were they talking about oral sex? Someone get her out of here! Even her mother wasn’t this explicit when she talked to her. She didn’t mind discussing sex with Lauren and Emily, but not with two women old enough to be her mother-one of whom was due to marry her father this afternoon.
The two women giggled like schoolgirls.
“Do you see what I’ve had to put up with?” Leah whispered.
“Glad it’s been you, not me.”
“This is why I need a sister. Bella? Did you really not sleep with the underwear model?”
“Of course I didn’t. Who knows where his thing has been?”
“This is very true.”
Bella dozed off to sleep during the body wrap, and again during her full body massage. She was completely tuckered out from last night’s festivities. She still couldn’t believe she went skinny dipping with three Quileute guys and a bunch of female strippers. She really needed to cut down on her binge drinking. It was unhealthy. She was wracking her brain, trying to figure out who had tucked her into bed last night.
She was now seated in between Allison and Sue getting a pedicure.
“You are such a beautiful girl,” Allison commented.
“Oh, I know. She has Charlie’s looks,” Sue replied.
“Well, she looks nothing like Renee. How is your mom anyway?”
“She’s good. She remarried about seven years ago.”
“To a young one, right?”
“Uh, right. Phil is a few years younger than she is. He used to play baseball for a minor league team. He coaches a high school team and teaches phys ed now.”
“Teaching. That’s a good stable job. My Sammy used to want to be a teacher.”
“Then he should be one.”
“I agree with you, he should.”
“How do you know my mother?”
“Charlie used to bring her to the reservation along with you when you were a baby.”
“Wow! I never knew that.”
“You were the apple of your father’s eye; your mother’s, too. I remember how they used to dote on you. Your father was devastated when your mother took you away. She couldn’t handle life on the Olympic Peninsula and she missed her mother.”
“Yeah, my grandma was awesome. I’m kind of glad we moved in with her because our time with her was so short. She died when I was ten years old. After that, it was just Mom and me… and Dad-every now and then, of course.”
“I wish my Samuel had his father in his life. Unfortunately, he disappeared when my son was four years old… after leaving a gift for poor Tiffany Call.”
“What gift was that?”
“You don’t know?”
“Allison, Bella really doesn’t know much about the ins and outs of our pa… reservation.” Sue almost blurted out the word pack, but stopped herself just in time.
“Oh, well, Sam’s father seduced Tiffany Call, Embry’s mother, while she was still in high school. After he found out she was pregnant, he disappeared. The responsibilities of fatherhood proved to be too much.”
“So Sam and Embry are brothers?”
“Yes, half brothers, but we didn’t find out until much later.”
“Oh.”
“It’s like a big soap opera, isn’t it?” Leah asked.
“I suppose it is.”
“Tell me why we’re having lunch with the male models again?” Sam asked Paul.
“Because, I want that goddamned contract. I entered Embry, you, and me into the contest. I hope I got your birthdates correct. I asked your mom for confirmation, Sam.”
“What?” Sam and Embry both blurted.
“Hey, my wife thinks that I don’t put effort into my body. She thinks those greasy asswipes deserve to be ogled at just because they work out.”
“You don’t work out though.”
“I know that. Is it my fault that I’m genetically blessed?”
“I suppose it’s one way of looking at it,” Sam agreed, nodding his head.
A woman with a clipboard approached their table and peppered them with several questions. “What’s your workout routine?” she asked Sam specifically. He looked up and noticed that she was the woman who had been ogling him at the pool for the last two days.
“I’m a mail carrier. I walk and carry heavy loads on a daily basis,” Sam replied.
“Very nice. I like what I see.”
“You do?”
“Oh, yes.”
“And you don’t have an agent?”
“Not unless you count the Postmaster General of the U.S.”
“I love your sense of humor!”
“Hey, what about me?” Paul snapped.
“That kind of arrogance will get you nowhere, young man!” she snapped at him.
Sam smirked at an incensed Paul. Embry just stood there and chuckled.
“You’ll probably have to fuck her to get the contract,” Paul noted. “Her panties are all wet. I can smell her arousal.”
“You’re sick man! I don’t want the contract. You do.”
“Not really, I only want to win the contest to prove to Rachel that I’m just as hot as these jerks.”
“Seriously, Paul. You need help.”
Sam swore he heard Paul mutter under his breath, “At least Bella appreciates my body.”
“You look so beautiful, Mom,” Leah told Sue.
“Yes, you do,” Bella agreed.
“Are you sure I don’t look ridiculous in white at my age?”
“Not really. I wore white when I got re-married. Anyway, both of us know that neither of us should have been in white during our first weddings even,” Allison joked.
Bella had been stuck in some sort of hell with two perverted middle-aged women discussing sex openly for the entire morning and part of the afternoon. She only talked this way in front of Emily and Lauren. Okay, so maybe she understood why Sue and Allison were so candid with each other. She glanced over at Leah who had an almost sad expression on her face. Maybe she should try to get to know her a little better. It wasn’t her fault that she imprinted on Emily’s fiancé. Besides, Emily herself had admitted that she was happy that it didn’t work out between Taylor and her because he was a combination of arrogant, needy, and possessive.
“Are you ready, Mom?” Leah asked.
“Just one moment, I want to talk to you girls.”
“I’ll make myself scarce.”
“There’s no need, Alli. You know everything about me anyway.”
Allison hugged Sue. “Well, go on. Say your peace.”
Sue turned to Leah. “You know I love you. You’re my firstborn and my only daughter. I want to thank you for allowing me to move on from your father. I loved him very much. I still do, but I love Charlie as well.”
“Mom, I really hate to say this, but I think Charlie and you are made for each other-even more so than Dad and you were. I love Dad and I wish he were still alive, but I think that Charlie… well… he’s your soul mate.”
“Thank you, honey.” Sue and Leah hugged each other. Bella felt as if she were intruding on a private family moment.
Sue soon turned to Bella. “I want to thank you for letting me marry your father. I know that it can’t possibly be easy to watch your father marry a strange woman that you don’t know very well, but know that I love him with all my heart. I won’t hurt him, and I won’t leave him either.”
“I know you won’t. You’re perfect for him.”
“Oh, good Lord, Bella-that’s not all I want to say. I just… I hope you can find it in your heart to perhaps let me into your life. I know you have your mother, and I wouldn’t dare overstep my boundaries and try to replace her. I just want you to know that you can count on me. I’m here for you, too; just like your father is always there for you.”
“I’ll make more of an effort. I promise. I think things will be easier now that Leah and I have spent some time together.” Bella turned to Leah. “Maybe you can visit me in Seattle.”
“I’d love that-and I won’t bring Taylor either. I know how you feel about him.”
“Thank you. That would be nice.”
“Are you going to take her to see some of your strippers?” Allison asked.
Strippers? Oh, that’s right… last night… “Sure, we can check out a male strip club.”
“Really? I’ve always wanted to go to one.”
“Sue? Did you raise Leah in a cave? My goodness, you’ve got to take this girl out more often to see the world. There’s more to the world than Forks and La Push, you know.”
“Leave it to me. I know where all the naughty places are.”
“I really like this girl. She’s got a lot of spunk.” Allison gave Bella a squeeze. “Who knows? Maybe Sammy can meet a perky girl like you one day.”
“We should get to the chapel.” Leah was checking the time on her cell phone. “The guys are probably already there.”
“Oh, my. You’re right.”
The women made their way to the chapel, which was located on the resort grounds. They walked in through the side entrance so Charlie would not see her. Of course, there was no need to do that because Charlie wasn’t there. In fact, there were only women present and they looked… furious.
“I’ll go and see what’s wrong,” Bella whispered to Leah. “You keep your mother happy.”
Leah blinked her eyes once in the affirmative as Bella slipped out of the room. She approached Emily. “What happened?”
“They went fishing in the morning and…”
“And what?”
“Well, according to…”
“I’ll tell her,” a woman who Bella was pretty sure was Rachel Black said. “You don’t recognize me, do you?”
“Are you Rachel Black?”
“Lahote now, but yes. Gee whiz, you’re hot-no wonder my brother had a crush on you.”
“Um, thank you. I work out. Where is my father?”
“Right, they went fishing… well, Charlie went fishing with my dad and some of the guys.”
“Before his wedding?”
“Yes.”
“And?”
“The motor seized on the boat they rented.”
“Okay.”
“And the Coast Guard is in the midst of rescuing them now.”
“Now? When did the motor seize?”
“I have no idea, I haven’t spoken to them. Anyway, we sent Embry, Sam, and my husband to pick them up.”
“Who is your husband?”
“Oh, his name is Paul Lahote. You’ll meet him.”
Bella smiled uncomfortably. She’d already met Paul. In fact, she got to know him… or his chest… quite well last night when she and the strippers decided to hold an impromptu hottest male chest contest involving copious amounts of Cool Whip. What was it that she told him? Oh, that’s right, “I so appreciate your body, Paul. It’s like a gift made for women.” She might have said similar things to Quil and Jared as well.
“So how come your husband didn’t go fishing?”
“He had a lunch date with Sam and Embry.”
“Ah.”
Rachel’s cell phone suddenly rang. She picked up immediately, listening intently to the call. “Helicopter? Another hour? Drunk? Who needs stitches? Oh my LORD!” After a calming breath, she ended the call with, “Okay, I’ll do that.”
She looked up at Bella. “Are you good with negotiations?”
“Yeah, for the most part. Why?”
“We need to convince the resort to let us stay in this chapel for a couple more hours. The minister needed stitches and he’s at the hospital now.”
“How come the minister needed stitches?”
“He cut his hand while trying to twist open a bottle of beer.”
“But those caps come off pretty easy?”
“It wasn’t a twist off cap so he used a knife.”
“I see. Who is the minister?”
“That would be Old Quil.”
“Any relation to the young Quil?”
“Yes, Old Quil is his grandfather. He flew in late last night for the wedding.”
“I see.”
“You know, I should introduce you to everyone.” Rachel introduced her to everyone’s wives. Suddenly, Bella felt lonely. She realized that she was the only one here without a man. She even met Old Quil’s wife Molly. Apparently, they were distant relatives because her maiden name was Swan.
“Well, I’ll go and see what I can do about the chapel.”
“I’ll go with you. I’m bored stiff in here anyway.”
Securing the chapel for another two hours was much easier than the girls had imagined. After hearing that the Coast Guard was rescuing the men, the resort manager let them have the chapel for as long as they needed. Charlie’s and Sue’s was the only wedding scheduled that evening anyway. He went one step further and sent some complimentary appetizers and beverages over to keep the guests happy after seeing the irate faces of all of the women. Now all they had to do was wait.

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