Blood and Blade (Goddess with a Blade #6) - Lauren Dane Page 0,107

pleasure as that would give me, I’m good. Thanks though,” Aimee told him.

He nodded once before walking from the room, telling everyone to get back to work.

“But wait, there’s more.” Aimee thanked Katie Faith for the shot she poured. “Hoo, I’m going to be so drunk. I’m going to say something unwise and probably be hungover tomorrow. I’m making bad choices. Ugh. Bob also told me he has five children. Five.” That still made her want to run him over with her car.

“I’m going to Knoxville right now to punch him right in the butthole!” Katie Faith snarled.

Thank God for friends. “That’s a really good one. I’ll tuck that aside for future use,” Aimee told her.

“Honey, I’m so sorry. What a maggot-eating shitlord. What did you say when he told you this?”

“You’re on fire tonight. I need to write that one down and you know how much I love shitlord as an insult. Bob is a total maggot-eating shitlord. So when he busted out that he had kids and a wife I said, ‘What the fuck did you just say?’ And I may have said it loud enough to get a look from a woman nearby. Then I said to her, ‘He just told me he’s married and has five kids. After dating me for nearly three years.’”

Katie Faith hooted with laughter. “Did you really? I am so bummed I missed that part.”

“She said, ‘You go ’head on, honey, that deserves all the bad words.’ Then she told him she hoped his pecker fell off. It was a pretty righteous moment. Anyway I was like, ‘Why did you tell me this now? We broke up six months ago, I haven’t thought of you in about five and a half months. How could you involve me in something so shady?’ And then he says he’s also got a porn-addiction problem so he has to come to me as one of his steps to make amends. I tossed my still very warm drink at him and stormed out. Then I spent too much money on some boots and cut all my hair off and got blue tips because I’m a cliché.”

Katie Faith shook her head. “You’re not a cliché at all. That blue looks so cute. I’m surprised you didn’t call me for bail money. I might need it after that. What are you going to do? We can borrow Jace’s truck, load it with our friends and hunt him down. I have extra baseball bats.”

This was why she’d come to see her friend. Aimee laughed, wiping away an embarrassed tear. “I was already done with him, you know? I would never have been with him if I’d known he was married. So I don’t feel guilty. Not that way. But he used me. Made me into the other woman. I really hate that. And I hate that he told me all that to make himself feel better. It only made me feel worse! I’m probably going to take a five-hour shower now. I feel so bad for his wife and kids. How could I not have seen?”

She’d asked herself that very question over and over. But the place he’d met her was an apartment. One she thought was his and there was no way a family of seven lived there. It was a one-bedroom condo a single man lived in. Ugh.

“He had a single guy apartment. I wonder if it’s his or if he borrowed it when I came to see him?”

“Like one of those fuck pads the guys in the movies get.” Katie Faith nodded and Aimee settled in. When her friend got liquored up she said the best, weirdest stuff. “Remember that one we saw? The guy from The Lord of the Rings movies was in it. He was a Cheaty McCheaterson and he and his douche-canoe friends all shared this condo where they took their side action back.”

Aimee nodded. “That guy’s hot. But that one had murder in it. Ew. No. I hope I wasn’t using the murder-my-mistress sheets.”

“That would be a cliché for sure.” Katie Faith gave a dramatic sigh. “He’s a pig. Good riddance. Thank God you used condoms. Your hair looks totally adorable and lastly, you didn’t see because he’s a cheater who crafted a life on the side meant to fool everyone in what was most definitely not a murder fuck pad.”

With one last sigh, Aimee said, “So, that was my day. How was yours?”

Katie Faith, still frowning, hugged her tight before getting up.