all over her ass when we were dancing. She had my dick doing jumping jacks.”
“Dude, she was pretty damn sexy. So was her friend. I just wasn’t feeling her. I knew if I didn’t get you out when I did, she would have her way with you.”
Ashton drives to my house, I plan on going to another bar. I just need to think and relax, that’s all I want. I love my Lila, so I’m not looking to meet anyone or to hook up. As the gate opens I see Li, standing by the door. I haven’t returned any of her calls. I know she is probably very pissed at me right now.
“Ashton, did you text her?” I whisper, he just looks at me. Fuck he did. Damn bastard, he is supposed to be on my side.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t want you to do anything you would regret. I think you should just talk to her and tell her your exact feelings. So I’m going to crash here tonight if that’s okay with the two of you?”
“Fuck you, bitch. Yeah, you can sleep in the guest room. I will thank you when I’m sober though”
“Hey Li, what are you doing up? I thought you would be sleeping by now. Ashton and I went and had a few drinks at a bar… Um actually you know what I will be honest, we went to a strip club. I danced with some girl, and she, well she…”
What the hell, Liam and Ashton both come home drunk. Ashton text me about an hour ago and tells me to be waiting. Liam’s in the middle of telling me about some skank…omigosh…he fucked her. I will kill him, the way my hormones are and to go to a damn strip club with an almost six month pregnant wife at home. I’m going to kill Ashton first. Then after I kill him, I will break every bone in Liam’s body, and then go beat the fuck out of the damn skank that fucked my husband.
“Okay Mister, you got some fucking explaining to do. Why in the hell would you take my husband to a damn strip club and get him drunk? And what the hell did he do with some girl?” I ask Ashton as he drags Liam in and puts him on the couch. He smells like cheap perfume and tequila. He rarely drinks, so he must have had a pretty good time.
“Li, look I’m sorry. He needed a break , he kept drinking the nipples, and then there were these tram- I mean girls. But I don’t think he did anything with her. I promise, that’s why I sent you that text. I didn’t want him to regret anything. He’s hurting. I know you guys have shit going on, that’s none of my business, but babe, he needs you and he needs you to talk to him, be honest with him and Lila, love him the way he loves you.”
“First off you dickweed , don’t call me babe. You ruined that shit years ago. Whatever goes on with Liam and I, is none of your goddamn business. I don’t go sticking my nose in you and Christa’s business. If she tells me stuff then, I just listen. So whatever you think is going on, you need to step back and look at your own marriage Ashton, before you walk your drunk ass in my house. You and Liam both smell like fucking dollar store perfume. And cheap alcohol. Now what was you saying, babe?”
God I’m so fucking pissed, if Liam told him about Evan, I will castrate his ass. It’s none of Ashton’s business, I like him and all, but he’s no goddamn saint. I know he and Chrsitabella are having issues, but he should have thought twice about marrying a stripper he knocked up. I know that’s why he married her. She’s from the other side of the tracks, definitely not from the valley where we grew up. I feel bad for yelling at him now, and I need some damn Funyuns, we are out and it’s almost three in the morning.
“L ila, I’m sorry ba- I mean swe- ah goddamn it, I’m sorry. It’s none of my business. I hope you will forgive me and please, whatever my wonderful wife is telling you, don’t believe it. No we aren’t happy, but that’s her fault. I try my best to be a good husband. I love my son more than anything, and I will always make him my priority.”
“I’m sorry Ash ton, it’s
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