Page 250 of This Woman Forever

Something’s tugging on the end of my dick, and I suddenly need a pee. And I can’t get up.

Shit.

I need the toilet!

I try to hold it. I really try. But... I groan to myself as I let it happen, relief and mortification mixing.

“We’ll leave you in peace. You have my number.”

Dad?

Make amends.

No, Dad, don’t go, please.

“You good, girl?”

John?

“I’m not staying.”

Why, you just fucking got here?

“I just wanted you to know that they both appeared in court today and both have been remanded.”

Both?

“Okay,” Ava says.

Wait, someone please elaborate. Both?

“I don’t mean to be rude,” Ava goes on. “But I don’t have the en?—”

Then get some damn sleep, Ava, for Christ’s sake. God, you’re getting it. When I can move more than my little finger.

“Ava, go home, have a shower and get some sleep.”

Kate. Listen to Kate.

“We’ll stay. If he wakes, I’ll call you immediately. I promise.”

No need to stay. Unless you want to witness a thirty-eight-year-old god piss himself constantly.

“Come on, Ava.”

Drew? Fuck me, is the whole world and their dog here?

“There, see? We’ll stay and Drew can take you home for a while.”

I roll my eyes at the sound of Sam. Not actually, of course. Because I can’t. I try my finger again. It moves again, but even that’s exhausting. The concentration.

“No,” Ava snaps, stroppy. “I’m not fucking leaving, so just stop it.”

Watch your fucking mouth!

“Wake up!”

Not until you watch your damn mouth.

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