Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
“Holy shit! Have you told Brad, Casey, and James yet?”
She giggles.
“Yes, of course! They’re over the moon with excitement, and they’re also hoping that each baby has a different father. That would be perfect, wouldn’t it? Each of them would be biologically related to one of the children then.”
I stare at my buddy, whose belly does seem to be especially large, come to think of it.
“But is that even possible?” I ask in a flabbergasted voice. “Can each egg be fertilized by a different man’s sperm?”
Carrie merely winks and nods.
“Yeah, it’s biologically possible, and you know that I let all three of them take me all the time. So it’s definitely logistically possible too.”
I shake my head with wonder.
“Holy cow, Carrie. Wow, that’s incredible. Congratulations!”
She nods, her brown curls bobbing.
“I know. I’m so happy, and this is what Club Z gave me,” she says with a satisfied smirk. “What the club giveth, comes in threes.”
It’s my turn to giggle now.
“You’re right. Who would have thought that you’d do a gangbang and then end up in a long-term relationship with the three men who claimed you? Goodie for you.”
Carrie nods.
“But enough about me, Peyton. So, are you still going through with your little revenge plan?”
I nod grimly.
“Basically, yeah. It’s like what I told you when I was still in Chicago. My dad’s in real bad shape, Carrie. Like he doesn’t come out of his room anymore, and just sits there in the dark.”
My friend’s expression is horrified.
“Oh my gosh, really?” she asks in a small voice. “I’m so sorry to hear that.”
I nod.
“I know, it’s really heartbreaking, not to mention depressing. But I’m going to fix this. I’m going to put a stop to my mom’s cheating by stealing her boyfriend and making her pay. Then, Monica’s going to be the one crying foul!”
My friend grimaces a little, although she speaks in a gentle voice.
“Yeah, but do you really think that’s a good idea?” she asks. “I mean, I know you’re well-intentioned, but these things sometimes have a way of backfiring.”
I grit my teeth while searching for my matching purple heels and bag.
“Yeah, but my mom deserves it. I mean, Monica’s a total bitch. While I was visiting my dad today, she started having sex with the pool boy right outside his window! It was so crazy! Who does that?”
Carrie gawks at me through the phone, her jaw dropping a good three inches.
“Did she know your dad was there?” my friend manages in a strangled voice. “And that he can hear? And see?”
“Of course!” I grind out. “She’s just a bitch like that. But I’m going to get revenge for my dad now. Just you wait.”
Carrie nods slowly.
“So you’re going to stalk the boyfriend, right?”
I nod.
“My dad already told me his name. He’s Brant Harrison, and actually, he’s not just the pool boy. He’s the owner of Cool Poolz, but I guess he still does some of the manual work himself. Anyways, I google-stalked him and figured out where he lives. Now, I’m going to pay him a little visit.”
I expect my friend to be completely on-board, but instead, Carrie just nods carefully.
“I support you, Peyton. I really do because I’ve stalked men in my past too before. But just be careful, okay? Remember, these things don’t always turn out the way you expect.”
I nod.
“I know, and I totally get it. I’ll be careful, don’t worry. Now, how do I look?” I ask while doing a three-sixty in front of the phone. The tiny purple dress hugs my curves, and the stiletto heels make my legs look long and creamy. My blonde hair is brushed into luscious waves, and my make-up is subtle, yet vampy at the same time. It’s perfect. I’m going to make this Brant Harrison person wish he’d never been born.
“You look beautiful, Peyton,” Carrie smiles over the phone. “I know that what I say at this point doesn’t matter, so just have fun okay? And be safe.”
“You know I will, girlfriend,” I say before blowing a kiss into the phone. “Now, get some rest! And some food! You’re eating for four, so you’ve got to keep your energy up!”
With that, we laugh and say our goodbyes before hanging up. Carrie’s a great friend, and I adore her. I’ll be missing her baby shower because I’m stuck here in Oakdale, but that only makes me even more determined to carry out my plan: to steal my mother’s lover, and to make both of them regret the ruinous path they’ve chosen.
CHAPTER 3
Peyton
I sit in my rental car outside Brant Harrison’s house, slouching behind the wheel. Oof, my dress has pulled up so that the fabric’s basically showing off my pussy, but it doesn’t matter. There’s no one to see in this quiet neighborhood, and besides, it’s getting dark. People are starting to settle into their homes for the evening, so no one’s going to notice a single woman scoping out the premises.