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"You can have hookers cause I am not sleeping with you" I said as he stared at me with a hint of distaste in his eyes.
"You are my wife-" Before he could finish I cut him off
"by law not by love, get it through you...
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"I'm so sorry" I walk towards Anson and hand him the coffee cup.
A girl a tab bit shorter then me and Anson, African American stands before Anson looking worried.
I look at Anson as he stares dumbly at the girl.
"It's no problem" he smiles down at her, she wipes his shirt with a napkin.
she spilt coffee on him. "it must have burn, I-Im so clumsy" she gasps shaking her head as she hands him a clean napkin. she has an accent.
seems to be English.
"please, accidents happen, it's no big deal" The girl sighs and looks at him "i can buy you a new shirt, just tell me how much it is" she takes her wallet out and pulls two hundred dollars.
She must be of high class, just instantly handing him that amount of money.
Anson looks down at the money and then back up at the girl.
"You offend me" Anson throws the napkins away "I've got a better way for you to repay me" The girl looks up at him curiously and then behind her for a moment.
"Go to dinner with me?" what the hell is Anson doing, never in my whole life of knowing this idiot has he asked a girl to dinner, he usually picks girls up at clubs and takes them home, never asks them out.
The girl smirks and shakes her head, she pulls her hand up showing her Dimond ring.
married.
he's such an idiot.
he smirks "I'm sure your husband wouldn't mind letting his wife get fed?" The girl looks at Anson and nods her head "what makes you think my husband is the one to decided over what I can and cannot do?" she crosses her arms.
I should have left hours ago.
Anson smirks and nods his head "then, its a yes?" She laughs "it's a no, its best if you take this and have a good afternoon" she walks away once she tucks the money in his pocket.
A man who's on the phone comes next to her and glances at Anson before wrapping his arm protectively on her waist and walking out of the store together.
I laugh at Anson and walk towards the door "rejected" I cough unlocking my car and hoping in.
Anson sits in the passenger seat "she'll be mine" he looks over and me with a smirk "mark my words" I roll my eyes and drive off.
"You sure you can do that, with a women like that?" He nods his head "her accent, her skin, her aurora hell her in general is what i need in my life, and ill get it, even if it means killing her husband" stopping at a red light i look over at him.
"you can't just kill that women's husband because you want her to your self pendejo" he snickers.
"your one to talk, you'll just have to watch me kill that motherfucker" Anson types on his phone as i continue the drive.
