Page 7 of Adore Me
"Does it bother you that he is married?" The words fell out of my mouth before I could stop them. I really am curious as to how she can live like this. Do they split time like a custody agreement? I wonder if he has kids with his wife and if they did, how all of this works.
"Sometimes it does. However, I did know what I was getting myself into. The weirdest part is when I see her in public." I am not sure what I was expecting her to say. I can definitely say that I didn't expect her to say things with such love. "She knows who I am and blames me for the fact that her husband doesn't come home. Carrie sees him more than I do though. They both work at the same place and he spends some nights with me at our place."
Before I could continue my investigation, I am interrupted. "Let's sit in the hot tub," Valerie suggested as she got up and walked to it. She seemed to be nervous about something and she kept looking over shoulder to see who was around us. Rather than ask her what is wrong, I let it go because she is giving off some serious vibes that are not approachable.
All three of us got comfortable when my curiosity got the better of me. "If she knows who you are, does that make seeing her awkward?" My curiously has gotten the best of me and I am dying to know.
Bethany shrugged and nodded. "Yes, we both know who the other is and we make a constant effort to avoid each other."
I processed this and tried to word my next question as politely as possible. "How often does Johnny stay with you?" This is crazy and I am dying to know how they make their relationship work. "How does he split time between both of you?"
Again, another shrug and nod. "He spends more time with me than her. I think he is only with her because he doesn't want to get divorced. His parents are really religious."
The slider opened after we all got into the tub and situated while interrupting my interrogation efforts. There was a group of women that came flooding out. I ducked my head because they were discussing Vincent and I am dying to know what they said.
"I can't believe that the dumb bitch would just break up with him after she got shot! He is too fucking hot," one said. She had long brown hair and was very tall and skinny, but she has theI smoke two packs a daykind of voice. The woman didn't have anything striking about her, so I rolled my eyes at her attempt to discredit me.
"Right, I would give anything for that man to lay on top of me," a redhead said as she jumped in the pool. Another tall and skinny woman with an annoying voice.
Annabeth caught my gaze as I took a deep breath. I was fighting the urge to do something. Fight them? Explain my relationship or lack thereof?Man up! It’s none of their businesses!I straightened my back up and laughed like there was something funny being said. I rolled my head back and ignored them as their eyes blazed.
"It’s so funny how many whores are here," I stated to the group. The women in the pool huffed and hissed as they realized I was talking about them. All of us in the tub started to giggle at what just happened.
"Hey, ladies! We thought you might be thirsty!" I looked over my shoulder and seen Johnny, Vinny, Leo and Sammy. Each of the guys held two glasses of something pink.
We accepted our drink, and they came to sit in the hot tub room of course everyone partnered off. So, it was just Leo and I sitting off to the side. I sipped my drink and coughed because it was the strongest daq I have ever had.
"It’s good, right?" Leo asked. His eyes looked full of hope. Poor guy. I only have eyes for Vincent. Maybe one day he will only pay attention to me more.
"Well, look at where half the party went!" A group of guys climbed into the tub and I was squashed in the middle of Leo and a very muscular man. "Hello, little lady," the muscular man said. With a bald head and tattoos that covered his body, I thought he looked more biker than mobster.
"Hi," I squeaked out. Agh! Seriously, I feel as if I am packed into this tub like a sardine. I am pretty sure that this tub shouldn't be able to hold so many people. As of right now, there are twelve people in here. My ass isn't even on the bench anymore because I got squished out. The guy that I am glued to right now has about three quarters of my ass resting on his thigh.
I chugged my drink and climbed out of the tub because I could not take this anymore. I walked through the house to find the puppies so I could play with them before they left to go home. Need to get my fix in! It is pretty damn cold in the house. The heat from the hot tub still clung to my skin. I didn't bother to wrap a towel around me as I walked through the house in my tank bikini; I am feeling pretty vindictive towards Vincent. This is so funny, watching men stare at my breasts and eye fuck me.
Vincent is leaning on the wall and is talking to a woman. She had blonde hair and it was short which looked over processed and cheaply done. She was also a very petite woman who obviously had a lot of work done to her body. I fought the pang of jealously as I sat on the floor in front of the box and I focused on the puppies opposed to feeling my jealousy.
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"Oh, Vincent! You are so funny!" The woman flung herself into his frame and I started to laugh. Whores are so funny. She wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head on his chest. "I mean, you didn't just tell the man that, did you?" Her voice is high pitched and very annoying, now I just want to pull her hair out and toss her ass in the dumpster.
Holy fuck. Where did this catty side come from? While we were at the diner, I thought for sure we were about to turn the page and get our relationship back on track. I am so confused because he seems to be flirting with this woman.
I watched as he took her head off of his chest. "Um, yeah. That's what I said." He looked over at me and looked surprised to see me. "Savannah, I thought you were outside," Vincent replied while directing his attention to me as I picked up each puppy and laid them on the floor.
I bit back a few of my sarcastic remarks. "The hot tub is not supposed to hold thatmanyItalians! Plus, I wanted to play with the puppies." The puppy part is most definitely true.
Trashy Woman kept trying to get Vincent to look at her and talk to her but much to my delight, he paid attention to me. After yet another failed attempt of sticking her boobs into his chest, I think she is about to give up. The woman huffed her breath out and stormed off.
"Sorry," I said not very apologetically. Good riddance. She can go drown in the pool for all I care.
"Its fine with me. I didn't like her anyways. She came with Jack." He shrugged as he sat down on the floor and watched me line the puppies up and I laid on the floor to see all of their eyes. "I am sure you remember Jack!"
"Shut up. You didn'tinkme," his face shot up and he looked at me like I had two heads. "Yes, I know what it is." I sound very snot nosed bratty and there is nothing that I could do to curb my tone. I am angry that he is flirting, and I am angry that he didn't ink me.
I am well aware that I am contradicting myself considering I am the one who broke up with him, but I miss him. I honestly thought that our conversation at the diner was going to lead us back into a relationship, but now I am not sure.
"You are giving me mixed signals," he said with power and control. Vincent leaned over and picked up one of the puppies and held it to him. "One minute you say you love me, the next you want to break up and now you are jealous. What is it that you want?" He didn't look at me while he was talking. Instead it almost seemed as if he were having a conversation with the puppy.
