“Yes, but there’s more. I’m going to go take care of a few things to ensure we are not discovered, but they will wake up soon, and you’ll have the answers you’ve been looking for.”

“Are you leaving me here?” I said as a soft moan left my mother’s lips.

Cain’s mouth curled up at the corner. “No, I’m never leaving you.”

I watched him walk out of the room like what he said wasn’t profound, and I couldn’t help but smile. I didn’t know which answers he was referring to, but I sat down in a chair and stared at the fucked up tableau.

My mother came around first. She mumbled random words that made no sense before she groaned and tried to move, only to realize that she was stuck.

“What the hell is going on,” she asked, her eyes searching the room before they finally landed on me. “Kirby? What are you doing here? What have you done to me?”

My mother tried looking over her shoulder to see how she was tied up, but it wasn’t going to do her any good. Cain was an expert when it came to knots and different ways to tie people up. Again just another fact that at one point would’ve terrified me.

“I’m kind of wondering the same question. What the hell are you doing here,” I asked and watched her face closely.

“I…this isn’t what it looks like…we—this was a mistake, an accident,” she stumbled through her words, and I knew she was lying. My mother was rarely ever shaken, but when she was, she always stammered.

“I call bullshit,” I said and stood from the chair.

“Kirby Lawson, untie me right now,” she ordered, and all I could do was laugh. Even now tied up with her hand caught in the cookie jar, she refused to treat me like a daughter and instead tried to order me around like one of her subordinates.

“No, not yet. How long has this been going on? I want the truth.”

I crossed my arms over my chest and walked closer to the bed. She was still a beautiful woman. All the boyfriends I’d ever had would comment that she was hot MILF material. Now I had to wonder if my mother was a real Mrs. Robinson.

“I told you it just happened. We were commiserating over you being gone so long, and we both missed you, and it just sort of happened.” She wouldn’t look me in the eyes, and I shook my head.

“Oh, fuck Peter, yes, just like that. Kirby is such an idiot to let you go.”