“You aren’t a dog.”
I shoot her a dark look.“No.Anyway...it never happened.Each time I said I wouldn’t take his call, but—”
“He has a big dick.”
I give up.
“Yes, Scar.He has a really big dick.”I nod, conceding.
Zara decides to start crying.Boy, she has a big voice.
After a change and feed, I finally get to hold her, tickle her little feet and remind her I’m the best aunt in the world.She has Cole’s blue eyes and our dark olive skin, and Scar’s determined forehead.
“Who’s my pretty little girl?”
Zara wiggles, kicking her legs which are wrapped in pink fleece.The words on her onesie readsGirls Rule The World.
It goes without saying her daddy didn’t choose that outfit.
As the morning draws to an end and I gather my bags, Scar walks me to the door.
“Hey, are you sure he cheated?I’m no expert on the guy, but I feel like I have a nose for these things.I watched him at the wedding.He just doesn’t seem like the type.”
I snort.
“They’re all the type, trust me.”
I’ve been cheated on before.My college boyfriend, who everyone thought I’d marry, ended up sleeping with Maria from Mexico during a boy’s weekend.
Apparently, shereally enjoyed the things he did.
Or so her text message said.
Which I discovered otherwise, I might’ve married the jerk.
Whether Jake did or not is irrelevant.
He was hiding something and keeping secrets.
No thanks.
That doesn’t mean I forgot about him when I got home after the wedding.I didn’t.I tried everything to get him off my mind as I writhed in bed, aching between my legs.
Then,resentfullypulled out my vibrator and focused on the memory of him sliding his tongue through my pussy and teasing my anus as he brought me to orgasm.
It worked.
Damn him.
