Page 10 of When It's Us
Hank:I don’t want your cum all over my house. My wife and daughters live there YOUKNOW
This guy with the shouty capitals. What a tool. I smirk and tap out my reply.
Hutch:Relax. I didn’t get my cum anywhere in your house. Girl didn't waste a drop. It was actually pretty impressive
Hank:Fucking hell
Three dots pop up, and I realize we’re in the group chat when a text from my other brother, Hudson, comes through.
Hudson:What the duck, bro? I’ll kill you.
Hudson:Ducking autocorrect.
Hudson:Son of a ditch
I groan and reply before they both blow a fucking gasket.
Hutch:He’s talking about California, numb nuts
Hudson’s wife, Finnley, is cute as hell, but she’s been like an annoying kid sister as long as I can remember.
Hudson:Oh well carry on then *thumbs up emoji*
Hutch:Thanks brother. Will do
I start the van, but as I’m about to put it into reverse, another text comes through.
Hank:No more fucking on my property
Hudson:Your wife gonna be ok with that
Hank:Eat a dick Hudson
Hudson:You’re the one who texted in the group chat fucker
How the hell did he find out about me and Ginger hooking up, anyway? That was six months ago.
Dropping the van into reverse and keeping my foot on the brake, I shake my head and reply.
Hutch:How did you find out
Hank:My wife dumbass
Hutch:All traces of me are long gone by now and I'm sure there’s more of your cum all over that house than anyone’s comfortable with
Hank:Quit talking about cum
Hutch:You fucking started it
Hank:I mean it Hutch. Keep your dick in your pants
Hudson:Like that’s happening
Hutch:Eat me Snowflake
Hudson:You first Fabio
Hank:You twoare idiots
