Page 101 of Between Secrets and Obsession
Liam
A wet pussy.
A moment passes before my phone dings with another text, and when I open it, I see an image of a cat taking a bath in a sink that looks miserable as hell.
Maddie
One wet pussy!
Liam
And you’ve ruined it. You’re awful at sexting.
Maddie
I am not! You’re the one who requested *A* wet pussy. You didn’t specify it had to be mine.
Liam
You really are a pain in my ass.
I adjust my cock as it hardens in my jeans, which is really uncomfortable and inconvenient. She knows how to drive me insane. Maddie sends another photo, but this time it’s of a donkey wearing a lei.
Maddie
Have a great day!
I laugh and put my phone away, wishing I could drive home and spend the day with her. But I refocus, start my truck, and head out.
After a long-ass day, I’m spent and don’t get home until seven thirty. When I walk in, I find all three of my roommates in the kitchen eating dinner and laughing, but the moment they see me, the laughter dies.
“What?” I ask, confused as I go to the fridge.
“Nothing. How was work?” Sophie asks, looking down at her plate.
“Shitty as usual. But I got to taser one guy, so that was a highlight of my day.” Chuckling, I grab a beer and twist off the cap then chug half of it before taking a breath.
“I put your mail on the counter over there,” Mason says, jerking his head toward it. “Something from the State of Nevada arrived for you.”
“Ooookay.” I narrow my eyes, curiosity building inside me at how weird they’re acting.
“It’s your marriage license,” Sophie blurts out, and Mason scolds her with wide eyes. “What? You know we all looked.”
Maddie keeps her eyes down, and I hate the position I’ve put her in.
“Alright, so?” I shrug, then finish off my drink.
“Are you moving there, or is she moving here?” Sophie asks.
“Neither. We both have responsibilities and jobs. We’ll do long distance,” I explain.
“That makes no sense.” Sophie scoffs. “Why even get married then?”
“Why are you interrogating me?” I slam the bottle down harder than I mean to. “Why do you care so much?”
“You know damn well why…” she hisses, shooting murderous glares at me.
Before I can respond, Maddie stands, and the sound of her chair scraping across the floor has us staring at her. “Can you both just shut the fuck up?” She walks around the island and sets her plate in the sink. “Sophie, worry about your own relationship. Liam, go live with yourwifeso we can stop this bullshit fighting.”
