Raising her hand, she gently brushed her fingers across my cheek before cupping my face. “I was hurt when I realized that you had organized tonight the way you did. When I figured out that they were here to try to get me to have sex with you, I wanted to pull the rug out and tell them the truth about who we are to each other. But even though I was hurt and mad, I was also thankful. Here was my chance to tell my brother just how much I love him, my chance to actually be with him like I’d spent the last nine months fantasizing about. You kissed me, defended me and treated me like your actual girlfriend, when those two were here and my heart melted because of that. Ever since we got back from the cottage, I’ve been scared that your lusting after me and Mom was just the perversions of a horny teenager. But the way you acted tonight, the love I saw in your eyes and felt in every touch of our skin, I knew that you loved me too. You have nothing to apologize for, Henry my love, for while it might not have been they way I’d have wanted it to happen, tonight will always hold a special place in my heart as the night that you showed me how much you loved me.” Pulling my face down to hers, Rhe’s and my lips met in a gentle loving kiss. “I love you with all of my heart, Henry, and I never want to stop.”
I was blown away by the look of truest love that came from my sister’s face as she said this. I knew that I had to say something, but as to what, I had no clue. My mouth moved mechanically up and down as I tried to find the words. After a moment that felt like forever, I simply told her the truth. “I want to say something to that, more than just ‘I love you, too’. But there are no words that I can string together to show you the depth of my love, gratitude, and understanding of your words.”
Her eyes seemed to search my face before she gave me a small smile and kissed my cheek. “Those words are perfectly enough, my dearest brother.” Kissing my lips gently and quickly once again, she turned my head to Mom and whispered in my ear. “She may be the town’s biggest slut, but she still needs to feel your love.”
Looking over my mother, I saw that she’d been crying while I talked with my sister. “Why are you crying, Mom?” I asked as I gently wiped her tear-streaked cheeks.
“I’ve been lusting after you for so long, wishing that you would make me the slut I crave to be, that I forgot how tender you could be and that that was one of the first things that made me fall for you. I may be what you sister said, but she’s also right in saying that I still need and want to feel loved. Not just as your mother, or your Mommy-Slut, but as your woman. But I can’t ask you to love me like you do your sister, my own daughter. As a mother, I can’t steal my baby’s happiness for my own. Two out of three ain’t bad, right?” she asked, quoting Meatloaf, as a new set of tears fell from her sparkling eyes.
“Shh, shh, Mom. Don’t cry,” I cooed as I wiped the tears away. “You won’t be stealing the love I have for Rhe by asking me to love you as my woman. Because I do love you as my woman; you’re sexy, funny, smart, kind, and so much more. The fact that you’re my mom, and by extension the best mom in the world, is just another layer of icing on the twenty-tier cake that is all the reasons that I love you; and that’s before we add in the hottest sex and wickedest tongue.” Leaning down, I kissed her on the mouth in a passionate but chaste kiss. “Just say the words, Elizabeth,” I continued, using Mom’s name to make a point and causing her to gasp in surprise as she looked me in the eye, “and I’ll love you any way you wish.”
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