sense, but she is sexy and funny and I genuinely like her.”
“Like?” Amber was surprised at the word.
“Liking is way more important than loving.” And there was a lot to like about the quirky Carlisle. “I wish you the best, Amber.” Adam patted her arm and walked away.
Chapter Seven
Lydia Carson stood and clinked a spoon again her glass of champagne to get everyone’s attention. “And now, as we enter a new chapter in our family with the marriage of my daughter Bridget to Neil, I’m pleased to share with you all a moment in the Carson family history.” She handed a USB stick to Neil who slotted it into the laptop to project it onto the large screen before the guests.
“How are you related to them?” Adam looked from Carlisle to her family.
She shook her head. “I have no bloody idea. I still hold out hope that I’m adopted.”
Carlisle took his hand and stood up. “And I’ve heard more than enough of this. Let’s get out of here.” She had done her bit. They could expect no more of her. And then she heard her mother shriek.
“Oh my god! Carlisle, what have you done?”
Carlisle wondered which one thing in particular her mother was referring to. That was until she looked at the giant screen before her.
“Holy crap!”
On screen, a naked woman knelt before a man. Her tongue was flicking the tip of his dick in a teasing motion. Carlisle looked at Adam.
“I’m pretty sure that’s not me.” As the red hair of the woman came into sight, Carlisle sighed. Yay! Not me . It was one thing being filmed. It was another for your fat ass to be on display for all to see.
Adam smiled at her. “Well, this has certainly livened up a dull event.” All eyes were locked on the screen.
How the hell had this happened? Carlisle could feel the twin daggers of her sister’s eyes upon her. And then it hit her. Carlisle had grabbed the pile of USB sticks as she raced out to get to the wedding. She had meant to check and label each one. Oops . It was then that she spotted the two men across the room who had tried to hold her up the other night.
“Of course.” The two dollar surprise box of crap she had bought at the garage sale had a USB stick inside. She pitched everything except that stick and the copy of Lonesome Dove. Carlisle started to laugh. That’s what those men wanted. They wanted that stick to blackmail someone. No wonder they looked devastated. Something like this would cost a lot to cover up to save a politician’s ass. “Best two dollars I ever spent.”
“Is that Senator Nash?” Someone asked.
Neil was frantically trying to turn it off but in his panic he was making it worse. The sound got louder. Heavy breathing and groans flooded the reception. The guests were glued to the screen.
“Which family member is that?”
“Not sure. Maybe old man Carson who shot through on them when they were kids.”
“Funny thing to show at a wedding.”
“Hell of a family history.”
“How do you think she does that without gagging? That’s a lot of meat.
“I think she’s a contortionist. No normal person could place her ankles on her shoulders.”
“Ain’t that the politician fellow who campaigned on morality?”
“Is that real or has he had an implant?”
“Well there’s no way hers are real.”
“No, they don’t bounce when she does.”
“What’s she doing with that banana?”
“Eeww!”
“That’s gotta hurt in such a small hole. You think she’d peel it first.”
“What the hell is going on, Carlisle?” Her mother roared at her. “Where did that filth come from?”
“From a garage sale, mother.”
****
Theo and Mickey, who could have answered that question, stood gob smacked as they watched. They had tracked back to the wedding to ask the woman where the USB stick could be only to see the contents on screen for all to see.
Mickey shrugged his shoulders. “At least we know where it is.”
Theo sighed. “We’ll get no money for it, dummy.”
“Oh