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My nostrils flared.
Then I heard an echoing voice in my head…
Do you have a history of violence?
Except this was different.
My boyfriend stayed out all night and came home drunk, stripped himself half naked, and passed out on the couch with another woman’s lipstick on his shirt.
I was pretty sure under any kind of womanly contract and understanding, this warranted me attacking Steven with the greatest of aggression.
I took a deep breath.
As I debated what to do, Steven cleared his throat, groaned, and let out a fart.
His body jumped and his eyes fluttered.
They opened for a split second.
Then they opened again.
He was surprised to see me.
“Anna,” he said.
He quickly tried to sit himself up.
He looked round.
Fully expecting to be somewhere else.
If this guy was anymore guilty right now, he would have had another woman’s pussy juice glistening on his face like someone who slammed a glazed donut against their mouth.
“Holy shit, I’m home,” he said. “I made it home.”
“Were you not expecting to be home?” I asked.
“I don’t know. It was a crazy night. I think I blacked out.”
“Did you black out before or after you got lipstick on your shirt?”
Steven plopped his head back down and began to rub his temples. “Don’t be like that, Anna.”
“Like what?”
“Give me a chance to tell you something.”
“What can you possibly have to tell me right now?”
“We ended up at a strip club.”
I laughed. “Oh, that’s even better.”
“It is,” Steven said. He forced himself to sit up. His face looked a little bit green. “Can I talk now?”
“What?”
“Strip club. It was a good time. Okay? We closed on a deal and decided to have some fun. Marky insisted on buying dances and drinks. I kept it all cool, Anna. Okay?”
