What Happens In Vegas

Eleven

E L E V E N

EVANGELINE

"What the hell are you doing here?" He smiled as best as he could, but at this point just looking at him made me sick. Those lips that curved up? I had kissed them...but so had my whore cousin.

"I-uh-I wanted to take you to lunch."

"No. Buh-bye."

I went to close the door, but he caught it with his slender foot. "Wait! Just wait a minute!"

I rolled my eyes and removed the door from it's halfway closed state. "What?"

"I heard you got married..."

"That's my business, Ryan."

"I just wanted to point out that you shouldn't have been so upset with me and Carolyn when you were fucking around too."

Heat boiled through my body, anger flairing up in my soul. "Excuse me?"

"Listen, I think that we should just call this a lapse in judgment, and we can go back to normal! Wouldn't that be so nice, sugar bear?"

I glared at him and took in a deep breath to keep from smacking the ever loving shit out of his stupid ass face. "You listen, assswipe, I was NEVER 'fucking' around! Ever! My life does NOT include you any longer, so what I do or don't do, and who I marry is none of your concern, but if you absolutely MUST know: I married my husband because we're in love...and because he has a huge cock that he pummels into me every night." Ryan visably gulped, wanting to take over the conversation, but I wouldn't let him; this was my show now. "You and that slimy, STD-ridden tramp can live out the rest of your days in harmony, I don't give a flying fuck, but you WILL respect my boundaries, you WILL leave me alone, and you WILL get the fuck off of my welcome mat because that is not for you."

Silence stretched between us for what seemed like forever, but I kept my stiff stance and glare so that he knew I wasn't backing down. After a long awkward silence, Ryan cleared his throat. "I came because it's over between me and your cousin...I was hoping that your marriage was a mistake and that we could work things out between us."