Chapter 177

[Clark]

I am glad that I have Clark here with me because once we are done eating, I realize I've had about four beers too many. I lost count somewhere between me discussing how I fell in love with my fiancee on accident, and how delicious her legs look in a thong.

I probably shouldn't have told him that second part, but I couldn't help it. I was thinking about Malibu.

Everything was fine before Malibu. I was in a delightful state of forgetful denial, where I could pretend that I didn't know the taste of her lips or the way her eyes flutter every time she finds her pleasure.

Atlas didn't seem to mind, but that might have more to do with how he switched to scotch about three drinks in. We both know that we need to work hard to win our way back into Tilly and Cordy's hearts, but we have no clue where to start.

"I know!" I suggest. "We can say the contest is now in Australia and ship Sydney off in a crate," I laugh. "Then, if anyone asks where Sydney has gone, we can say she's in Austra