Whip's Breath - E.C. Land Page 0,2

the fact I’d lost my virginity that night.

It’s almost as if I’m living through the movie Hangover, but in my case, I don’t have a tiger in my hotel room or a tattoo on my face. I do, however, have the ring that tells me I’m married to someone I don’t even know. Or at least I think I am.

Shoot, I can’t even remember anything about the concert besides getting into the Uber with them.

After that, it’s blank. Nada. Zip.

Gigi starts to protest, but I hold up my hand to stop her as the front door opens to my brother and his friends. I told him to not worry about knocking, not today. He didn’t object to this. Hart’s not a big fan of either Salina or Gigi. This is probably due to both of them ruining his relationship a few months back with his girlfriend, Kana.

“Yo! You ready to get this shit on the road?” Hart calls out.

“Yep,” I announce, walking past both Salina and Gigi. I know what it is they’re pissed more about. I’m taking my furniture with me. The living room set, TV, and all of that were bought with my money, so I wasn’t leaving it behind. “Other than the mattress and bedframe, everything’s in here waiting to be carried down to the trailer, Hart.”

“Cool deal. You just show Forest and Jag what you want to be taken down. I’ll go take the bed apart,” Hart says.

“You got it,” I say, giving him a salute, jokingly.

Grinning, my brother leaves me while he heads for my old room.

I tell both guys what furniture goes, but, of course, Salina and Gigi start-up their flirting and start fussing. “Oh, you two don’t need to do that. I mean, I’m sure you do, but what about we go to my room for a while.” I can’t roll my eyes hard enough at Gigi’s suggestion. I swear now that I took the blinders off, I see them for what they really are—skanks who need to get checked for the clap.

Ugh.

“Sorry, doll, you are not my type,” Forest sasses, first removing Gigi’s arms from around his neck.

“What do you mean not your type?” she pouts. Gigi doesn’t like to be turned down. I know this because she complained every time it happened.

“You got tits, doll, and I go for dick. I actually go for only one dick and his is way better than any you can get being easy. Take note, being easy gets you one or two things, knocked up and alone or getting crabs, some shit like that and alone.” I can’t stop myself from giggling at Forest’s blunt forwardness toward Gigi. He’s hilarious. I’ve met him a few times. Every time I’ve been around him, he’s always gotten me to laugh. Turning his attention to me, he grins. “Wheeler is stuck on base for guard duty. Otherwise, he’d be joining us. He says hi.”

“Tell him I said hi, in return and that I thank him for letting you help out,” I say. I appreciate all of their help. Forest especially. I know Wheeler, his partner, isn’t someone who shares much, and they’re both beefy dudes, Forest isn’t only funny. He can be sensitive when he wants to be. It’s why he’s the perfect match for Wheeler, who’s all gruff and tough.

It only takes a little over an hour to get all of my stuff put into the trailer. After Forest informed Salina and Gigi he was gay, they persisted in hitting on Hart and Jag both. Hart and Jag both kept sneering at them when they would get close to them.

With the last load being taken down, I scan the living room. Ignoring both women, I take the key to the apartment off my key ring and place it on the table close to me. “Here’s my key. I’ve already informed the landlord I’m moving out today. He’s already taken my name off the lease. If you get another roommate, you’re going to have to get them put on it. Have a nice life,” I purr, and without another word, I follow the guys through the doorway, ignoring both women fussing.

The sad part is they’re fussing over the fact they now have to split the cost in half. I guess they thought I wouldn’t say anything to the landlord and figured I would still be responsible for my part of the rent.

Yeah right. I’m not stupid.

Well, I am stupid when it comes to some things, such as allowing