"Hell, I wasn't going anywhere. Listening to you and Audra was giving me wood," Mark tells me straight-faced.
Alex gives him a shove. "Get the fuck away from me with that."
Mark chuckles.
"You're so fucking dead. You're lucky I'm feeling too good to kick your ass, but you're out of here and I'm changing the locks."
Mark shrugs.
I remember he can pick locks.
"And the security code."
Now Mark winces. "Harsh."
"You should have had the decency to sneak out the front door which is right fucking there," I point behind me, not five feet from where we stand.
Alex looks sheepish. "I tried, man."
"Not very hard once Audra started moaning," Mark retorts.
"Get the fuck out. Both of you. Now," I whisper shout. I don't want Audra to be embarrassed by these two bozos.
"Aww, can't we just say hello?" Mark asks.
"Dude, stop," Alex warns.
It's then I hear her giggling. I look around the corner and there she is, leaning against the wall.
"How much of that did you hear?"
"All of it, same as them," she replies, then steps forward.
I note her dress is zipped up. I'm kinda stoked I get to do it again.
Mark and Alex stumble out of the closet.
She points at them. "You two have some nerve. First you take advantage of your friend by making your way into his home to watch the game on his big screen, and I bet you're drinking his liquor and eating his food, too."
Mark grins. "You know us so well, already."
Alex remains neutral, but I know him. Inside he's laughing like a motherfucker, and he will when they leave.
"It's time for you to leave," she tells them, holding open the front door.
I smile. "Yeah, get out. Don't come back, either."
"That's right. Not until…," she looks at me, pauses, "not until Monday."
I raise my brows and smile like a lovesick fool.
Neither of them moves. Alex and Mark stare with open mouths.
"Go on," Audra urges.
"Wow. Did you two actually talk?" Mark taunts.
"We did," Audra informs him matter-of-factly. "Now if you'd get the hell out of here, we'd like to stop talking with our mouths and use our bodies."