I waited for Kiran to pick me up since we had planned to eat together. It had been over two weeks, and I still felt horrible for Rory. During those two weeks, my thoughts about him increased in frequency and intensity to the point that they drove me insane.Kiran came on time and was again dressed to impress; he had clearly put in a lot of work with his well-tailored slacks and shirt, and I felt horrible that I had only thrown on some thin jeans and a nice top.As I turn to shut the front door, I tell him, "If I had known you were making such an effort, I would have dressed up."You look fantastic," he says in response. A moment later, he's at the car, door open, and ready to let me in.As I jump in, the unfamiliarity of the automobile hits me. Usually, this was the car we took on lengthy trips since it was roomier and more well-equipped than mine, but today it seemed foreign and unfamiliar. All we can talk about to go to the restaurant is Lucas, just like a pair of total strangers on
I desperately needed someone to pick me up, so when Saika and Kerry suggested a night out with the girls, I leaped at the opportunity. It had been a long time since we had been without a significant other, and I was looking forward to the opportunity to dull my senses and temporarily put Rory out of my mind.When the taxi pulls up, I eagerly get in it and smile. I cannot express how excited I am for this evening out. I just bought some really lovely new clothing that makes me feel amazing, and since I don't have a child to tend to first thing in the morning, I don't have to worry about how I'm going to pay for it tomorrow.Before the cab pulls up, I look over and notice Saika and Kerry resting against the pub wall. They are both engrossed in their mobile devices, so they are unaware when I pull up next to them."Hey, you biatchs!" I yell as I exit the building.They both gaze upward and smile at one another. "Oh my gosh, you are such a hunk! " Saika says, and I give them a little whir
The morning following the night before! The hangover is making my life a living hell, and I feel I need to be hooked up to an IV drip indefinitely. I had heard about this hangover club in the United States, where you could make a call, and a nurse would come to treat your hangover. I even googled it; however, I could not discover anything nearby that provided this service.After that, the flashes begin. The first one that comes to mind is when I saw someone dancing in the middle of the street to a busker; I thought he was quite excellent.After that, I began to wonder how I managed to pay for the taxi. I thank the Lord that the Scot left before I got too inebriated because I shudder to think about what would have transpired if he had remained there. At this very time, I cannot recall the latter half of the night, but the fact that I have to put on my Ray-Bans to open the curtains indicates that it was a fantastic evening.As I look around the room, I mutter, "Shit, my phone." Finally,
When I get home in the afternoon, the loud knock on my door causes me to jump out of my skin. When I hear a noise outside, my immediate reaction is to go to the door, and in my haste, I don't even think about what might be hiding behind it when I open it."Oh my god, Darcy, thank god. I have an important question for you. It's Kerry, and she looks dreadful."What exactly is it?" Please do so." I drag her inside my home despite her trembling and showing clear signs that she has been crying. I'll ask her again as soon as she settles down on the couch. "What's the matter?"It is the first time I have ever seen her cry like that. She makes the shocking revelation, "I'm fucking pregnant."I can't believe she could be that ignorant; how could she? I really need to know. Whose child is this, exactly? It may be Johns or some arsehole she saw on and off a few months ago, but it depends on how far along she is in her pregnancy. From what I'd heard and seen, I couldn't imagine either being a sui
After pretending to look through the trunk for ten minutes, I wipe my eyes and then enter the key's security code. Since Kerry is still talking on the phone in the car, I unlock the door for myself and then proceed into the house to wash my face. I was startled when I heard someone knock on the door, and when I opened it, I was expecting to see Kerry, but it was Rory instead. He is now only wearing a t-shirt as he enters the restroom, where he immediately closes the door behind him and does not utter a word.I veer my gaze away from his eyes and return my attention to the sink.He speaks to me as he lightly places his hand on my arm and says, "Hey." I shrug it off in a combative manner."Let me explain."“Why? I have nothing to do with what you do because I thought I was the only one who cheated."Jennifer and I have been together for the past two years, and just like you, I couldn't stop this. You know better than anyone else how difficult it is to have the same circumstances as we d
I had hoped that it was Kerry since then. I wouldn't have to deal with as much drama, but as the car pulls up in front of Rory's house, I'm quite confident that it's not her.“Rory, I overhear you whispering, "I suppose it's your girlfriend." Jennifer exits the vehicle and walks up to the front door of his house to enter. I can hear Rory mumbling as he pokes his head around the corner.I come to a standstill in the hot tub before beginning my ascent. I invite him inside and tell him, "Come in here. She will assume you're someplace about the property."I make a hasty entrance into the cottage, and Rory follows close behind. While I am skipping in front of him and playfully catching his hands, he squeezes my bottom. While the two of us are laughing, he picks me up and carries me over to the leather sofa."What exactly are you up to?" I inquire as our faces come closer together.He responds with a soft murmur, "Kissing you if that's okay."I give him a slight nod and draw closer to kiss
As I walk toward Rory's place, I mutter, "Please don't be stood in jeans without a top on," and then I smile.When he finally opens his door, I am relieved to see that he is wearing all his clothes, and I sigh with gratitude. It is more secure this way. I had no intention of having sexual relations with him tonight because it is possible that he has already had sexual relations with Jennifer, and I am not a fan of double-dipping."Can I get you a drink?" As I sit at his kitchen table, he poses the question. His home is toasty and pleasant, and it exudes an air of invitation thanks to the lit lamps and the low volume of the television in the background.I usually respond with, "A coffee will do." "This evening's wine consumption is complete. I can't afford to lose my composure at this point.He is standing behind the refrigerator and looks up at me before shrugging. "All right, I'll have a coffee. However, I would like to have a beer if that is okay with you."No way, just get on with
"What do you have in store for today?" I inquire of Kerry as she makes her way downstairs in pursuit of her cup of coffee in the morning.You're here; I assumed you'd still be at Rory's. I was just about to text you."Don't be like that, Kerry. We discussed last night and …."And you fucked up?"No, I was going to add, and we decided that we're not going to put any strain on what we have; instead, we're just going to see each other when we can, with no strings attached and no pressure," the speaker said. "No strings, no pressure."Kerry frowns as she looks up from the coffee machine and glances around the room. "Like you can even do that," they said.I sit up straight and wonder why she has the impression that I can't. Why shouldn't it?"Darcy, you won't be able to handle him if there are other ladies around.""I won't know who he's with," he responded.She shows some form of agreement by nodding her head, but her expression suggests that she is not really convinced. "Ok," she respond