Page 124 of CowSex
“Haven’t you already done enough to fuck up his life, both of their lives?” Gracie moves her hand between Kai and me.
“You know nothing about them and me.”
“I know plenty.” Gracie spits out, the whole place is still silent apart from the music playing in the other room. “You could’ve put things right. You could’ve got help and built bridges, instead you stayed drunk and became a total embarrassment to both of them. Have you no shame?”
Dani points a finger at Gracie. “You best watch yourself, little girl. You have no idea who you’re messing with.”
Gracie waves her away. “Yeah, yeah. Heard it all before, love. I’m not scared of you or your skanky mate. Now, fuck off out of here.”
My dick chooses that particular moment to get hard, and at the same time, my heart punches itself out of my chest and lays itself at Gracie’s feet.
Shannon and Dean usher their uninvited guests to the front door as the rest of us stand there in stunned silence. Mason is the first to speak. “You plan on marrying that girl, Carmichael?”
At some stage, I’ve pulled Gracie flush up against me, and I can feel her body shaking from the adrenaline rushing through her. Kai is pressed into our sides, and I rest my hand on his shoulder, all of us needing the contact.
“Don’t see as that’s any of your business, Mase,” I tell him.
“Well, I’m making it my business, because if you’re not gonna marry her, I sure as hell am.”
“Erm, hello?” Gracie puts her hand up as if she’s in the classroom. “I’m right here, and I’d actually like a say in who I marry.”
“So, who’s it gonna be, Gracie, me or Carmichael?”
“Fuck off, Mase,” I warn. Kai chuckles beside me, and I give his shoulder a squeeze.
“Well, neither of you have actually asked me yet.”
In an instant, Mason’s on his knees in front of her.
“Get up,” I warn, poking him with my boot. “Get the fuck up.”
Everybody else seems to be finding the whole show amusing. I’m not. Gracie tilts her head and turns around, smiling up at me.
“Don’t panic, Cowboy, you’re the only man for me.”
“Damn fucking straight I am. Get your coat, we’re leaving.”
Shannon, Dean, and the rest of their guest's boo. “Show’s over folks, sorry. Gotta get my girl home. The other ex-Mrs Carmichael is coming to visit tomorrow, Gracie needs to rest before she takes her on.”
“Great, can’t wait. Thank fuck you’ve only been married twice, Cowboy, else I’d be knackered.”
Everybody else looks confused, I just laugh and shake my head.
GRACIE
IPRY MY EYES OPENand spend a few seconds trying to get my bearings. My mouth feels like a nun’s noonie and tastes like something has crawled into it and died.
I’d come to bed almost as soon as we’d got home last night, but Koa had stayed up with Kai. He understandably wanted to check that his son was doing okay after everything kicked off the way that it did at Shannon and Dean’s.
As I headed up the stairs, they were sitting in front of the fire talking.
I must’ve crashed as soon as my head hit the pillow; the same head that feels like Michael Flatley is river dancing his way around it in spiked heels.
The sound of a loud knock carries through the house, and I realise it was that sound that woke me.
I turn my head to face Koa, who is flat on his back, mouth hanging open, sleeping like a starfish. The sound of his phone ringing echoes through the house, and I know that it’s gonna be up to me to go and deal with another crazy ex.
Luckily, I’m fully clothed, well, wearing a decent pair of PJs, at least. Ignoring the performance going on in my head, I run into the bathroom, find a scrunchy and throw my hair up in a bun. Thankfully, I removed my makeup before getting into bed last night, so I don’t look too bad.
