Page 60 of My Rules

“Well . . . with the wedding and all . . .” He shrugs.

“What is it?” I snap impatiently as my eyes stay across the street.

“I’m staying at the hotel tomorrow night, and with all the new ladies in town ...”

My eyes come back to him, confused.

“I need some blue pills.”

“Oh.” Fuck me dead. “Right.” I finally understand. “Winston, you know I can’t prescribe Viagra to you without a full medical, and I don’t have time to do that right now.”

His shoulders slump in disappointment.

“Why don’t you go and see your PCP this afternoon? He has your medical records, so he can give you a script.”

“He won’t give me anymore.”

“Why not?”

“Because he said I’m using too many.”

“How many are you using?” I frown.

“A couple of packets this month.”

“A couple of packets?” I gasp. “Who the hell are you fucking all the time, Winston?”

“I’m in the prime of my life,” he scoffs. “What do you expect?”

I pinch the bridge of my nose. “Not this.”

Good god.

This man is eighty in the shade, and he’s getting more action than anyone I know.

“I can’t help you. I’m sorry, I have to get going. Please, go and see your doctor.”

I march back around the corner in time to see that Roller Boob Barbie has fallen over, and Rebecca is out of the car helping her. This is all I need. If she’s broken something, we are not taking her to the hospital.

“Can we just fucking go already?” I snap to Antony. “This street is getting on my last nerve.”

“Ready when you are.”

Rebecca

I stare out the window and watch the scenery go by. The car is filled with excited chatter between Chloe and the boys, and every now and then I smile and add to the conversation. But on the inside, all I can concentrate on is the eerie feeling of déjà vu that’s creeping in.

I remember driving to my wedding venue as if it was yesterday.

Just like this wedding, we had ours at a resort, and all the guests stayed for two days of celebrations. Feels so recent ... and yet so far back in time.

A lifetime ago.

“Here she is,” Blake says as we turn into the fancy driveway. The resort comes into view, and we all gasp. It’s a huge country estate with a four-story old mansion and the most beautiful gardens you have ever seen. “Oh wow, check this place out.” Blake smiles. The car drives around a large lake that has ducks swimming in it.

“I hope one of those ducks walks through the wedding when it’s going on.” Chloe smiles as she looks out the window.

“I hope a duck attacks someone,” Blake agrees. “Causes complete chaos.”

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