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The town slutsA living room that looked like the Sargasso Sea. Shit, he wasn't Captain Nemo living twenty-thousand leagues under the sea. "Oh, Kirby, Lance'll love that fat one. We'll call that one Oscar. Isn't that a cute name?" Kirby stewed, then brooded. This was love? How the fuck had he gotten engaged in the first place? The answer was simple: Eula had threatened to tell the Weedley police that he had raped her if he didn't marry her. And who the hell was Lance? One of her lovers? "Who the hell's Lance? One of your lovers?" "Oh, don't be silly, Kirby. Lance's my son. And you'll be his step-dad after we're married. Just think – only a week to go." Kirby had a million things to say. But he couldn't say them with his teeth gritted. Whatta mess he had made of his fortune. Whatta mess he had made of his fucking life. Better to be a lazy asshole than an instant rich stepfather. Christ. He wanted to kill Eula. Thought about it seriously. Envisioned a great white shark named Oscar swimming in the waterbed as Eula spread her ass all over the vinyl ...» |
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