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Startled that he’d only done all that for me, I tilted my head curiously, looking at him in a whole new light. “Wow,” I realized with some shock. “You reallydidjust completely diffuse that situation. I mean, he was legit going to kick my ass, and you…” I shook my head in awe. “Keene Dugger, you’re my hero.”
With a laugh, Keene glanced back to send me an eye roll. “Meh. He just needed to unload to someone.”
“But how the hell did you know that?” I wondered. “You’ve never been married.”
He snorted as he slid open the door to my bedroom. “And I ain’t nevergettin’married after seeing shit like that. I mean, is nothing sacred anymore?”
Wrinkling my nose, I shook my head, wondering who he even was right now. As we each hefted a new box to tote back out to my truck, I said, “Well, thanks. I really appreciate you saving my bacon.”
“I wouldn’t praise me too much,” he warned with a severe glance my way as he led the charge back outside. “You should see yourself. That eye’s definitely gonna bruise. It needs some serious ice.” Then he gave a sudden laugh and shook his head. “But God, I still can’t believe that clown actually thought you slept with hiswife.”
I shrugged as I tucked my box under one arm and closed the door behind me. “Well, I did sleep with her, so he was half right.”
Keene dropped the box he was carrying.
Inside, the contents rattled loudly, possibly even breaking.
“Dude!” I cried.
Whirling around to gape at me, Keene demanded, “What do you mean, you slept with her?”
I sighed. “They weren’t married at the time. They got divorced, then remarried again half a year later, so there was no cheating. But, yeah, when shewasn’this wife, I went over there to pick up my sister who’d been playing with her oldest daughter one night, and she was all sad and upset, crying on her divorce papers.”
“And she guilt-tripped you into fucking her?” Keene deduced with a pained wince as if he could feel my misery.
I grimaced over his terminology, but then shrugged and reluctantly admitted, “Basically, yeah. But it was only once. She and Robbie reconnected again, like,withinthe week. And I’ve been trying to avoid her like the plague ever since.”
“Holy shit,” my friend breathed in awe. “I cannot believe this. You finally had sex for the third time and didn’ttellus.”
Of course that would be more important to him than me nearly committing adultery.
“Do I seriously have to tell you about every sexual encounter I ever have?”
Sending him a get-real glance, I started walking again, following the path around the house to the front.
“Well, I tell you aboutmine,” Keene argued, picking up his box and scurrying after me.
Laughing, I glanced over at him as he appeared at my side. “And youreallydon’t have to. Besides, this wasn’t something I particularly wanted to broadcast; it had to be the most humiliating thing I’d ever done.”
“I don’t care,” Keene assured. “I was starting to worry that your virginity was going to grow back or your dick would shrivel up and fall off from disuse. But now that I know you’ve done it a third time…”
Clearing my throat, I ducked my face when I felt it heat, and Keene immediately noticed.
He squinted suspiciously for half a second before his eyes widened. Dropping the box again, he shouted, “You mean, there’smore?! You slutbag. How many women have you been with?”
“Seriously,” I told him with a sigh, nodding towards the box. “Those are my trophies, man.”
He merely rolled his eyes and bent to pick them back up again. “You have, like, five more boxes of them. You’ll be fine. So how many? Four? Ten? Twenty? A hundred? A thou?—?”
“Four!” I cried, mostly to shut him up. “There’s just been four in total. Jeez.”
He blinked. “So I’m only missing one? Thank God. But who’s number four?”
Refusing to answer, I slid the next box into the bed of my truck.
Behind me, Keene quietly said, “It was Raina, wasn’t it?”
I answered him by slumping onto the tailgate with a depressed sigh.
