Chicago Chapter 5

Chicago chapter five

Watching the other cars whirl passed him and the wind in his face, caused Gary to feel sick. Rolling up his window, he leaned his seat all the way back. “Are you going the speed limit? I feel like we're flying.”

“Yes, I am. Maybe the next time you'll think twice about going to the open bar at a wedding.” Tara smirked as she switched lanes on the highway.

“It was free alcohol. No one would turn that down.” Gary leaned his chair forward and danced his fingers along the inside of Tara's thigh. 'The girls will be asleep when we get home.”

“And, the babysitter will be wide awake. Try to be decent. You were so rude to her this afternoon.” Tara tried holding his hand in hers to keep those long, swirling fingers away.

“She's just a babysitter, and I was not rude. How was I rude?” Gary took his hand away and rubbed his temples.

“You didn't even acknowledge her. She was standing right in front of you and you didn't even greet her. It's not like you don't know who she is. I'm sure you've seen her on tour when she's out with Joe Don and Angel.” Tara glanced at him, quickly returning her eyes to the road.

“Look, I don't know her that well. I might see her on Joe don's bus, but we're both working. We don't have time to socialize. You hired the babysitter, you take care of the babysitter.” Gary picked Tara's purse up from the floor of the backseat and started rummaging through.

“I won't argue with you while you've been drinking, but you were rude. The Advil is in the side pocket and I still have some water in my water bottle in the middle console.” Tara pulled into the exit lane and swiftly got off the free.

Gary opened the Advil and took out six, drinking them down with the swig of water Tara had left over from her morning run. “You're taking too many; you should only take four.”

“Hey, no arguing remember: I'm drunk.” Gary laughed at Tara's frown and kissed her neck.

“And, remember, I also said you can't get handsy in front of the babysitter.” Tara pulled into the garage and turned off the car.

“Oh, she's already seen-” Catching himself, Gary pretended to be asleep, before finishing the last of his sentence.

“Oh, no you don't. What did you say?” Tara shut the garage door with the opener and peered down at Gary cracking his eyes open.

“I didn't say anything. Must have been dreaming.” Gary opened the car door and walked around to open Tara's.

“This is finished for now, but I will be asking you about it in the morning.” Tara swung the door open herself and shut it, almost catching Gary's fingers along with it.

When they walked in, Tiffany was at the kitchen table reading. She immediately shut the book and placed it in her purse.

“Hey! Did you guys have fun?” Tiffany stood up, pushed in her chair, and swung her purse over her shoulder.

“Yes, I think someone had a little too much fun. Here's what we owe you for the night. Thank you so much for coming over. I'm sure we'll hear about all the fun you had, in the morning. Be safe going home.” Tara walked Tiffany to the door and watched her get into her car.