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“When did you go to Vegas?”

“Seriously? You were there man.”

“Um, I think that I would have remembered you getting married.”

“Funny thing about that, you were there. Not the wedding apparently, but this happened during Marcus’s bachelor weekend.”

“That hot chick?” Cooper asks.

“You remember her?” I turn to him.

“Yeah, she was quite the looker. Young, tight, and you looked like you really liked her. You guys were totally all over one another.”

“Well, so that night, I kind of blacked out and well, I got married.”

“What do you mean?”

“It means that I fucked up and got married to a perfect stranger.”

“And are you sure that it was a real marriage?” he asks.

“Why wouldn’t it be?”

“What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.”

“How have you managed to live this long?” I shake my head.

“Good looks, a large cock, and killer stamina.” He says matter-of-factly.

“You’re a complete dick, I hate you.”

“So, how’s this working, where is she right now? All lost in your sheets and passed out?”

“Well, she lives in Los Angeles.” I tell him.

“That sounds like a shitastic marriage, when do you see her?”

“Funny story and I’m surprised that you aren’t putting two and two together.”

He shakes his head in confusion. “Not following.”

“I got married, I don’t remember it happening.” I say with finality.

“What?” he looks puzzled.

“Sometimes, I wonder why we’re friends.”

“It’s because I’m good looking, have a large cock, and great stamina,” he responds.

“None of those things would be something that would impress me,” I tell him, “this whole conversation is making my head spin. I should get back to the office.”

“But you haven’t touched your lunch,”

“I am willing to take it to go.”

I stand up and carry my bowl over to the counter, leaving Cooper confused, but he stands up anyways and follows.

“So, does this mean that we can throw you a bachelor party?” He leans in and asks.

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