“Excuse me?” Calista’s brow arched.
“Just saying. You could use some help in that area.”
“Why you little—” Calista said and lunged forward. Katherine held her back.
“It was great to see you three. I’m sure you want to eat.”
“We’re going to have a chat later,” Pippa said, shaking her head at me.
As they walked away, I sat down and sighed, staring at Nadine.
“Three moms? That’s just weird,” Nadine said. “I can’t stand having one mother, let alone three.”
“We’re very close,” I said.
“So, you’re a mama’s boy?”
Narrowing my left eye, I stared at her for a moment. “Yes, I’m one hundred percent a mama’s boy,” I lied.
“I feel sorry for you then,” she said. “There’s nothing less attractive than a grown man who can’t make a decision without calling mommy first.”
I was willing to play along.
“And what exactly is wrong with respecting your mother’s opinion?” I asked.
Nadine sighed. “Respect is one thing. But when you’re in your thirties and still asking your mom which shirt to wear on a date? That’s pathetic, Parker.”
“The only thing that’s pathetic is you,” I said. “But thank you for showing your true colors on our first date.” I stood up, pulled my wallet from my pocket, removed some cash, and threw it on the table. “Your drink is on me. If you want dinner, you’ll have to pay for it yourself. I’m out of here.”
“Wow. You’re truly an asshole,” she said.
“The one and only.” I grinned. “Goodbye, Nadine.”
I walked over to where my moms sat and kissed each of their cheeks.
“I’m out of here,” I said.
“Good boy.” Pippa smiled. “That wretched little bitch was about to get her ass kicked.”
“Why can’t you find someone special?” Katherine asked.
“Exactly, Parker. Just like your brothers did,” Calista said.
“I’m not looking to find anyone. You three know that. I’m heading over to Harrison’s. I’ll talk to you three later.”
I stepped into Harrison’s and saw Roman, Morgan, Julian, and Laurel sitting at a table.
“I didn’t know you guys were coming here tonight?” I walked over.
“What are you doing here?” Roman’s brows furrowed. “I thought you were on a date?”
“I was. We didn’t make it past drinks. The moms were there. Who’s watching your kids?” I asked, taking a seat.
“Dad and Love,” Julian said.
“So, what was so bad about your date?” Morgan asked.
“First, she insulted Sebastian’s cherry butter in front of him. Then she asked the moms if they were lesbians. Then she told Calista she had severe crow's feet and that she had eye cream that could help. But the final nail in the coffin was when she asked me if I was a mama’s boy.”