Once in a Lifetime(22)

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Emily chuckled as they were playing the game with the guns once again. It was Sunday, and they’d spent most of the morning making love or plain and simply fucking. Guy was a machine when it came to sex, and she loved being with him. They had finally gotten dressed and headed out into the night when they needed food.

He’d taken her to the Italian restaurant, and she’d eaten her fill of pasta and coffee. They’d steered clear of Tony’s place.

“Come on, baby, we’re getting them,” Guy said.

Rolling her eyes, she did her best to be drawn into the game. She really did love playing with him. Being in the amusements reminded her of being a child.

Her phone buzzed, and she left him alone to take it. Dorothy was on the line.

“What do I owe the pleasure to?” she asked, walking out of the amusements.

“I wanted to make sure my friend was still alive. You did abandon us to deal with your date, and we’ve not had a proper chance to talk since. Also, I want to be nosey. You’re the first woman to keep Guy’s attention for longer than a fuck.”

She’d completely forgotten to keep in touch with her friends. Emily knew they were still dealing with Andrew. Guy had a way about him that made her forget everything else. “How did he take it?” she asked.

“He took it fine. Did you and Guy hook up?” Dorothy took the lead of the conversation.

“I’m with him now.” She felt giddy inside herself at how Guy made her feel. “We, erm, we’re together but not in a relationship kind of way. We’re friends with benefits.”

Pressing a hand to her cheek, Emily tried to stop the heat from building inside her.

Dorothy squealed over the line. “Woohoo, it’s about time. Guy and you will no longer be leftover cogs on our dates.”

“It’s not like that. We’re not in a relationship. We’re fuck buddies.” Emily cringed at her own words.

She talked Dorothy down from her high, and she quickly changed the subject. “How is Wayne?”

Another squeal came over the line. “Wayne asked me to marry him. I can’t believe it. I’m going to get married, Em.”

Offering her congratulations Emily finished talking with her ten minutes later with the promise of getting together and dealing with the marriage stuff. Emily also thanked her for dealing with Andrew once again.

She hung up, pocketing her cell.

“So you’re here with Guy Jensen?” Andrew Marker asked, stepping in front of her. His presence took her by surprise. She’d only just been talking about him with Dorothy.

“Andrew, what are you doing here?” she asked, pressing a hand to her chest.

“I wanted to know why my date left me alone when I went to the bathroom and has been avoiding me since. It has been a week, Emily.”

His arms were folded, and she was aware of how strong he looked.

“The date was a mistake, Andrew. I shouldn’t have accepted it, and I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you at all.”

He laughed, looking down at the floor.

“You’re seriously going to talk that shit to me?” Andrew asked.

She frowned, looking over her shoulder to the amusements. “I do not want to cause a scene.”

Emily gasped as he caught her hands under his. His hold was unbearably tight.

“I’m not causing a scene. I can’t believe I let myself get drawn in. I thought you were fucking different, but you’re not. You’re just like all those cunts. You wheel us in and spit us back out.”
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His voice was getting louder. Her cheeks were flaming at the accusations pouring from his mouth. They were drawing attention to themselves.

“Andrew, stop it. I never promised you anything.”

“No, you just fucking walked out, you little bitch.” He shoved her hard.

Emily lost her footing and fell to the hard pavement.

“Stay the fuck back!” Guy said, charging in front of her. She’d never been so pleased to see another man before.

Guy came to her defense forcing Andrew to take a step back.

“You’re welcome to the little slut. She’s nothing but a fucking whore.”

“Shut the fuck up. I was the reason she left last night. I told her to leave. She didn’t want you at all. She didn’t fucking want you.” Guy spat the words out at the other man.

Andrew lashed out.

She got to her feet and screamed as Guy defended himself.