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“That’s your dibs… Her name is—” “Mine.” I grin. “Her name is mine.” TJ laughs, then nods. “It’s also Eleanor.”
Damn. I really got drunk and married this dude, then let the starting lineup for the Raiders rail me every which way. I’ve never wanted to be a role model, but god has his favorites, so it would be selfish of me not to accept this privilege.
But the fact that he casually threw out the one thing no man has ever known has me rethinking this divorce. I mean…not really, but like, do I have a crush on my future ex-husband? Yeah, I think I do, with my whole french-fry-loving heart. Eww. Why is my pussy being problematic? Vegas is for catching cock, not crushes.
“You should work for the military because you definitely specialize in torture.”
Is there such a thing as a non-monogamous girlfriend…who doesn’t love you but always treats you like her favorite? Because I want Eleanor to be that. No commitment, all the fun, and none of the feelings.
That girl I married: No, YOU listen… There’s nothing sweeter than meeting your soulmate and finding out he likes it when his friends fuck you too. Now I know why the lord gave me one heart and three holes.
If I ever hit hard times and rob a casino, I’m doing it with her. She’s my Ocean’s Eleven…TJ would’ve already caved.
“I’m convinced that whatever I saw in you last night only exists with tequila goggles.”
Because everything she does and every room she’s in makes me think about sex. There’s no safe space…my house is unsafe for me.
The not-love of my life is seated on the arm of the couch…shirtless…and in gray sweats. When did he get those? He must’ve snuck into the room while I was in the shower. Good god. And I mean that. Because there has to be one. I believe now. Only someone who created miracles could think I was making it out of this moment without breaking all ten of the ’ments.
“Wild Card, no more flirting with the bench. I’m the starting fucking lineup.”
She’s a cruel little vixen. And I like it.
Ladies, you deserve each other. You’re all feral and god help the people who love you.
Holy fuck. We became a couple…like for real. I can’t be trusted with my own life decisions. Next up, I’ll be living on a commune, calling some dude named Sunshine Twig my leader.
Damn, meeting this girl has turned my life upside down. And apparently, it only took seventeen days to get me used to the view.
“I think it’s brave to take the time to figure out what you want. We only get a handful of trips around the sun. Might as well make them epic, right?”
“Eleanor isn’t there for me to take… That woman is a gift only she can give.”
“Eleanor’s a wild card, Crew, but she’ll never be able to surprise you if you don’t give her the option.”
People always say when luck meets opportunity, that equals success. But I call bullshit. And today is proof. Because even when you get knot so lucky, you can still hit a jackpot.
