This last week I have been at home and devoted entirely to spending time with Lucas. Having some much-needed cuddling time and drinking him in. But I keep thinking about Rory and the talk I have to have with Kiran later. I was holding off on talking to him until the weekend so we could both focus and resolve things.When I said, "Do you want me to take him up?" As Lucas dozes off on me, Kiran asks.You can count on me to say, "Yeah, he's beat."Lucas is picked up and carried tenderly to his bed. I checked my phone and noticed that I sent Saika a message earlier today asking if I may drop by and say hello, but she still hasn't seen it. As I wait for Kiran to return downstairs, I take a big breath and pour myself a glass of wine.As he walks into the kitchen, he grabs a beer from the fridge. He's just stepped out of the shower and is already dressed in sweatpants and track shoes. He has a wonderful disposition, is really laid-back, and is physically in excellent form; he will be a woman
A week had passed since Kiran had been seen, but I knew he was safe since Kerry had told me he was staying with Ben. But Lucas had missed him, and the house seemed odd without him there. For the week, I almost contacted him several times, but I refrained because I knew he needed time to digest what was happening. I didn't want to have to start from scratch if he came back, and thankfully, the worst was over. I assumed he'd need to contact me for financial and Lucas-related reasons.No word from Saika either; it was beginning to annoy me how much of a grudge that girl could keep; anybody would have thought I had slept with her husband from how she was acting. And when a 'bro' she was into entered the scene, our 'Hoes before Bros' motto went out the window.When Kerry phoned me earlier in the week to let me know she and her friends were all going out on Friday, I immediately realized that Kiran would be our first source of tension. Why would I show up when he was already there? I had no
There was a soft knock at the door as I was getting out of the tub at midnight; it couldn't have been Rory.The question is, could it?I silently approach the entrance and peer inside. I can't believe it when I see Rory; he can't have traveled here from Scotland in the past five hours. Can he possibly be sane?Before I open the door, I pause and take a big breath. Like a kid on Christmas morning, I can't control my joy.For a moment after I open the door, we just stand there, his sly grin mirroring my own.I can't tell if he's genuine or just a figment of my thoughts.I'll start out by saying something. "Are you completely insane?"He moves his smoldering behind toward me. As he grabs my waist and drags me into the corridor, he wears that baseball cap that drives me crazy, and I twist it around so I can sink my lips on his. As his hands travel to my behind, our bodies begin to intertwine. I find him quite attractive right away, with his reassuring scent enveloping me and his ample fra
I have no idea what just happened. We spent a wonderful evening together; he traveled nearly six hours to be with me, so why would he suddenly abandon me in the morning?My bruised lips and aching body keep bringing me back to him as I attempt to concentrate on Lucas' morning ritual. Just the boy and I today; we won't be doing much of anything. While Lucas finishes his breakfast, I check my phone and hear a message from Kerry. When I hit play, I make sure Lucas can't hear: "Hellooooo Darcy, we miss you tonight. We're both tired of this nonsense and want to get back to our regular lives, but who is Rory anyway?As I let out a hearty chortle, a wave of relaxation washes over me. I can't wait to see my old pals again; I've missed them so much. And I expect I'll need them much more now that Kiran's gone. After a long day, I'm looking forward to calling Saika to catch up and end this affair talk.After barely getting a few hours of sleep, I'm concerned about Rory making the long drive home
I nod. These falsehoods just keep on coming. "Yeah, obviously, six hours is a lengthy drive. I feel like I've missed out on weeks of your life, so fill me in.When I ask her how she is doing, she chuckles. The most interesting thing I can say is that I won Lazor Quest.I chuckle to myself as I can't believe I didn't participate in the Lazor quest. When we were tipsy, we did this rather frequently. After a few beers, it was hilarious to use the site since Ben knew someone who worked there and would allow us to use it if we tipped him. The last time I visited, around a year ago, I believed I had broken my wrist while reenacting Mission: Impossible after 5 gins, but it turned out to only be sprained.It was great chatting with my closest buddy again; we picked up exactly where we left off, planning to have lunch with Lucas the following day. I, really, really hope she doesn't find out I'm still talking to Rory.Since I haven't heard from Rory in over a week, I don't believe I need to wor
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,