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One I couldn’t compete with.
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CARY
Three years ago
She was warm, so warm.
Or was it me?
I rubbed my sweaty forehead with the back of my thumb.
Fuck, I was hot.
For her.
My unwavering love.
My addiction.
I’d promised myself I wouldn’t come over anymore as long as I hadn’t recovered from it. I’d promised a lot of things along the road of mass destruction. But I came over to the house I was now in anyway, where two-thirds of my soul—my twin boys— didn’t even allow me to carry so much as a lighter and cigarettes on me.
No idea who was the biggest brat in that equation since I did set foot in here. I’d politely called ten minutes ago, noting my arrival to the sweet voice of Mia, my son’s girlfriend, at the other end of his cell phone, so I guess I wasn’t it.
I'd come over because I had an announcement about the size of the state we lived in, but Texas had never felt this big!
Even if those big bastards would serve better as shoes, my son Ares would be fucking ecstatic to become a part of The Snake Zoo. Maybe with the news I’d gotten him a job, he wouldn’t feel as if I’d poison their home with my presence.
Small steps.
For a second, I’d gotten nervous. Ares’ car hadn’t been in the driveway.
My son had probably bailed, knowing I’d come over.
I’d tried my luck anyway, and had found the door unlocked.
After ridding the soles of my shoes from the gravel, I’ddusted them off at the luxuriously plush “Fuck the Fuck Off” doormat.
Classy.
Like their old man.
I blinked when I entered the kitchen, tripping over my own feet.
Too bright light outlined the woman lying on the kitchen island. Blue eyes, blonde hair. I didn’t have to see her up close to know she just licked a birthmark at the right corner of her mouth.
She’d tried to seduce me more times than I could count, getting in my face. In my pants too, for fuck’s sake. Her hands wandered. So did her eyes.
Fortunately, it had never been as extreme as this.
But she knew exactly what splintered my principles.
There she lay. A damned angel with her arms above her head and her tits out of her tank top, luring me in with a craving that went far beyond her body alone.
A sin.
A dainty illustration conflicting with the darkest of my reflections.
