Page 51 of F*cking Shattered

“Okay, old lady. What did you put in the brownies?” I put my hand on my hip.

She looks at me, taken back. “The same thing I put in all the brownies for the men around here. There’s cocoa powder, eggs, flour…”

“Cut the shit. What’s the special ingredient?”

“Just these little blue pills that the men pop like candy. Why? What’s the big deal?”

I burst out laughing, knowing exactly what little blue pill she’s talking about.

I rush back to the room to find River in the bathroom. I knock on the door. “Riv? Are you okay?”

I can hear his heavy breathing through the door.

“Are you taking care of your little problem?”

I hear the toilet flush before the water comes on. A few seconds later, he’s opening the door, his dick tenting his boxers. “Three times I’ve taken care of my “little” problem. It won’t go the fuck away. What’s going on?”

I get way too much pleasure telling him this. “Ms. Pen added a secret ingredient that all the men around here like.”

He shakes his head with a raise of his brows. “Which is?”

“Viagra!” I can’t hold back the laughter anymore. It’s completely taken over.

“Fuck! Are you serious?”

I nod while covering my mouth.

“It’s not funny, Jovi. It really hurts.”

His confession only makes it worse for me.

He flexes his jaw as he leans against the wall, not looking at me, but straight ahead. “Are you done?”

I hold up my finger and let out one more, loud round of laughter.

Finally when I have managed to calm myself down, I dry my face of all the tears. “Okay, what can we do?” I ask, still out of breath.

“I don’t know!” He’s pacing back and forth across the floor now.

“Ice! We’ll get you some ice.” I rush to the fridge and pull out an ice tray, emptying it into a bag.

He moves to sit on the couch, and I hand him the bag that he places on his crotch.

I sit down beside him and we both blankly stare at the TV. I turn to him. “So, three times?”

“Three fucking times! And that was after we had sex!”

“How many brownies did you eat?”

He breathes deep. “The whole plate.”

I turn my head away from him and cover my mouth to laugh.

“Ha ha ha,” he mocks bitterly, only making me laugh harder.

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“It says here if you have an erection for four hours to seek medical attention. How long has it been?”

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