Colt
“Can I talk to her?” I ask Anthony when he opens the door.
“Which one? They’re both pretty pissed.” My ex wife’s boyfriend crosses his arms and leans against the doorframe with a knowing look.
“s**t,” I mumble.
“Yeah.” He rubs his jaw. “Seriously, man. You’re like some sort of relationship whisperer when it comes to women, but you know next to nothing about handling the two most important women in your life. How is that?”
“I’ve got a lot of dating experience?”
“That’s not the answer you want to give them.” He shakes his head. “Look, I’m on your side, and I figure I owe you since you helped me get back with Jen. But try not to make it worse.”
“There’s a good explanation, I promise.” I hold my hands out in front of me.
“Okay,” he sighs. “Let’s go with Jen first. She’s a little m
