The first thing I notice when I wake up is the silver ring on my finger, the blue diamonds reflecting light across the ceiling as I move it side to side with my thumb.
Elsie is still sleeping like a baby beside me, so I carefully slip out of bed into the living room area, dialing the number for room service and quietly ordering us both breakfast. Opening the door slightly and waiting patiently for it to arrive so the knocking doesn't wake her up.
I want to be the one who wakes her this morning.
The guy looks surprised when I pull the door open before he's even reached it, I'd heard his footsteps and whistling coming down the corridor from the moment he got off the lift.
Thanking him, I take the tray and make my way to the bedroom, sliding it on the bedside ta
We creep into our room at around three in the morning, exhausted and greasy from a long, warm flight, so we both quickly shower and fall into bed. "And where the fuck have you two been all week?" I bolt upright at the sound of someone's voice so close to the bed. "Fuck off Luke, I'm too tired." Billy groans, rolling over and clamping his pillow onto his head. "You don't call, you don't write. How do you expect us to react? We were so worried." Shane adds, grinning from ear to ear as he shakes Billy by the shoulder. "Are you naked? Together?" Luke wags his finger at the both of us. "I hope you haven't been having intercourse under my roof. I knew it was a mistake letting the two of you share a room. I told you Shane, but you said we could trust them."
After the shitstorm that went down at my dad's I'm ready to climb into bed and leave the whole day behind, but the Whore - yes, after what she said we're back to that name - has made Elsie, my beautiful wife, doubt herself and I can't let that fester. As if my girl could be anything like that nasty bitch.It's gone midnight by the time we climb into bed and the house is surprisingly quiet, a quick text to Luke lets me know they've all gone to some late night film and won't be back for a few hours yet which works out perfectly, because I'm going to take my time making love to my wife, hitting all the new spots I found on her in Vegas and reminding her why she won't ever consider going anywhere else.~*~We didn't bother turning any lights on when we came in last night, just went straight t
Billy and I stand on the porch, waving goodbye to our daughter and her husband, our three beautiful grandchildren fast asleep already in the back of their car. He takes my hand once they're out of sight and guides me to the back garden, sitting together on the swinging chair he forced me to love when he bought it five years ago. It wasn't a hard sell, anything that let me snuggle close to him was welcome in our home, because despite my mother's warning, after nearly fifty years of marriage and four beautiful but feral children, there hasn't been a single day where I doubted that he was the only man I could ever want. As if sensing my thoughts, he turns to me and kisses me and just like every time our lips meet, I'm eighteen again, butterflies erupting in my stomach as I kiss the love of my life, but now it's even
Thud, thud, thud. "Yes. William. Oh god. Yes, yes." If the rhythmic banging against the wall between mine and my parents room hadn't woken me up, then the feminine voice screeching at the top of her lungs almost certainly would have. "That's it, oh god yeah, right there, yes, harder." When my dad's own grunts join the cacophony, I squeeze my pillow over my head but somehow the woman's voice still manages to reach my ears. Fuck, why? Scowling at the wall as though I could see them going at it, I contemplate my options. Pretend I'm still asleep and oblivious?
When I get home from school, the house is empty and I blow out a deep breath, thankful I don't have to make idle chit chat with my mother's latest boyfriend. Bringing up YouTube, I choose a playlist and listen to music while quickly tidying up the house. By the looks of it, my mum hasn't been home since yesterday and I wonder whether she'll be home tonight either. As if she knows I'm thinking about her, my phone bleeps a text. Mum: Am at William's, staying the night again but will be home to chat tomorrow straight after school. Big news baby girl! Really big news! X I don't reply, she won't expect it either, but I can't help wondering what the big news can be. God I hope she isn't pregnan
I've been at Luke's most of this week, he and Shane refused to let me drink anymore after my run in with Aaron, but they did stay home with me that day and we ate a shit ton of food, barely moving from his living room until they forced me to shower and get ready for school the next day. I thought Aurora would be pissed with me after I got Shane into a fight and gave her a mouthful when she dragged me away from the action, but the next day she told me she understood, forgave me and warned me not to make a habit out of it. Then, she started talking about the camping trip we're planning over half term and everyone acted as though I wasn't a drunken mess the day before. If Shane wasn't my mate, I'd consider banging her, just to show her my appreciation. Anyway, it's been a few days and I've calmed down enough to go home. Lu
I'm still watching my film when Billy strolls through the living room again, this time he's gotten rid of his top, his PJ bottoms hanging intentionally low on his hips.I've got to admit, despite him having a generally awful and repulsive personality, his body looks like it's been sculpted by a very talented artist. He's got clearly defined muscles where I didn't even know muscles could be, he crosses the room in front of me and even though I force my eyes to stay on the screen, I'm fairly sure I glimpsed an eight pack on his stomach. Eight? Everyone goes on about a six pack, so how has he managed to get an extra two?My thoughts are cut short when he waltz back through the room with two girls from school. Carrie Lawson and her best friend, Alison Cargreaves.They're both beautiful, complimenting each other pe
My dad is so predictable, all Carrie had to do was bat her eyelids his way and whisper a few compliments and he was hooked. Lining her up to be his next fling, while the current one was busy trying to play his wife. I tell the girls to hang around in the kitchen and flirt with my dad, right in view of where I'm standing by his car, waiting for the whore. "Billy, are you coming shopping?" Her voice is laced with venom and I smile, knowing she's annoyed, whether by my behaviour last night or because the girls were downstairs at breakfast, I'm not sure, but whatever the reason, the reaction is just what I want. "No, just thought I'd help you out with something." I nod towards the kitchen window where my dad is now talking to the girls, a massive grin on his face. She follows my gaze and her lips press into a thin li