▪︎My Woman▪︎
"Where the f**k were you?"
I scold Alex as he enters the house, smelling all fresh and clean. He's still in the same damn clothes that he was in yesterday but he has clearly had a good shower and stolen someone's cologne.
"At a friend's house." He says nonchalantly, tossing himself on the couch.
"I was worried sick about you, you piece of s**t!"
"That's the exact same way I felt on valentines night. It sucks, right?"
I roll my eyes.
"Who is this friend? One of your countless hook-ups?"
"That doesn't matter." He brushes that topic away. "You won't believe what happened yesterday."
"What?"
He clears his throat.
"When I left your house, I noticed this black car following me. I told the uber guy to stop and suddenly, the car behind me stopped. I sneaked into some bar an
