"So, you don't remember anything? Positions? Did you stay over? How many times you did it?" Kaycee chanted with an arched brow as she climbed off her bed to move to her closet. "Shame. I guess I'll just have to improvise when I meet with your brother, huh?" Oh, she liked rubbing it in his face, too. She knew it was cruel, but she kept hoping that the cruelty would make it so that Micah would stop cheating, but it never seemed to work. When she heard his later words, she sighed quietly. "I know you don't mean to. But, really, can't you just call me if you're so drunk that you want to have sex with somebody?" Sometimes, she felt like he had random sex more than he had sex with her and, admittedly, the thought bothered her quite a bit.
Bennett listened to her quietly, thinking over the idea, though he offered a small nod in response to her words. "I guess that could work," he said after a moment, though he turned his attention to her. "I don't really plan on cheating on you, either, though, so let's hope we never have to enact that rule." But, he knew that he wasn't really the best at keeping it in his pants. He liked to party, after all, and partying got pretty personal sometimes. With how close some people liked to dance and how girls loved to grind against him when they danced, mixed with the alcohol... Well, it was only a matter of time, he was sure. "And, if one of us does cheat and this rule has to be enacted, I hope it helps us to avoid the situation again."
January 20th, 2017 at 01:18am