Done with Drinking
677 Words
I woke up in the middle of night totally lost as to where I am. Last thing I remember is watching that ass fall flat into the wall face first. I woke up in bed alone and fully dressed. On the nightstand is a bottle of red Gatorade and some Advil. Thank god for whoever left it. My mouth is so dry and my head is pounding.
I have a faint memory of hearing Jax's voice last night. Oh god I hope that I didn't embarrass myself. That would be so wicked awful. Damn Adam and his stupidity. I need to find my phone, I need to check in with Dawn about the boys. I'm never so irresponsible.
I got up and used the bathroom and decided to explore where I am. In the room across the hall from me is a nursery. It's a wickedly awesome one. Done in pinks and blacks. Perfect for a couple of MC princesses.
I move on down the hall and find Jax asleep on the couch. I went back to my room to find a blanket to cover him. As I head back to the room I wonder where the girls’ mother was? Was she pissed that Jax brought me home? Is that why he was sleeping on the couch? Just as I reach the door I hear the girls waking up. I carefully head into their room and quickly and quietly change their diapers and rock them back to sleep. It's the least I could do.
I don't remember falling asleep but I must have while rocking one of the girls. because I woke up when someone had taken her from my arms. I held on tighter till I heard Jax's voice. I watch him lay her down and check on her sister. Then I followed him out of their room. We headed to the kitchen. I noticed that it was 4 in the morning.
"Sit down and start talking Woman. What made you leave work early and get so drunk you passed out at the bar?" I look at him so not ready to have this conversation at 4 in the morning and a hangover from hell. " Which we
will be discussing next. Thank god you went to the club owned bar and the prospect knew you from the shop. I would hate to find out what would have happened."
I take a deep breath and look at him and reply " I know how to handle myself and it's not like Jack the Ripper is still walking the earth. I can swing a bat just as good as Harley Quinn can." He looks as if he is going to throttle my ass. Sometimes I can't help the s**t that comes out of my mouth. Though I totally would be ok with him spanking me that could be fun. It's not done right unless he leaves a handprint on your ass. With the size of his hands it should be no problem.
I go to open my mouth to say something and he stops me. " I want to know right now what caused you to get s**t faced. So help me if another smart ass remark leaves your pretty little mouth again. I will take you over my knee." Asking if
he promises is sitting right there on the tip of my tongue. but I'm not sure I should poke the bear. before I can open my mouth he says " I see that you have smart ads comment ready it's all over your face. Tell me what I want, then you can say your comment you as have me curious as f**k as to what you have to what is going two come out of your mouth." " Fine, you really want to know what made me get shammered? My ex husband decided to call and tell me that his fiancee wants to start a family once they are married but only if he signs over his parental rights. What f*****g parent does that shit."
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