So IT Guy just stood there, his cock hanging out, since you know, he was naked. And WineBar stares at him.
“Were you and him…” WineBar started to ask and then stopped.
“Alexis, whose this?” IT Guy asked me. “Are you coming back to bed?”
“Whoa,” WineBar said. “I can’t believe it.”
“WineBar, why don’t we talk about this later?” I finally got in. He just looked at me and said he’d text me.
So Angels after I posted yesterday I went back to bed and told IT Guy everything about WineBar. Then I talked to Lana and Paige and Daphne and Natalie and Liz. Then I posted and in the evening once IT Guy had gone back to his place I put on my strapbless black Vera Wang, some sexy as hell black lingerie that made my ass look perfect and then got an Uber to go to the Hyatt Regency to meet WineBar for a drink at the bar.
“So listen,” he began when I sat down since he was waiting for me. “I get you were seeing other people. But I’m back.”
See Angels…back in the day I would have been like omg you’re back and gotten a room right there and sucked his cock till his brain stopped working.
But I had been reading your comments.
“You couldn’t text once the whole time?” I asked him.
“No,” he said. “I was too busy.”
“Even for someone you love?” I shot back.
“Alexis what’s gotten into you?” he asked me.
But I didn’t answer.
“Was that really your cousin?” I asked him. “Or just some skank you were shacking up with? Did she leave and now you came to me after you got bored with her?”
“Where are these questions coming from?” WineBar asked. “What’s wrong with you?”
“Listen,” I said. “I get that family things happen. But like the entire time you can’t even drop me one text? And you can’t tell me that’s your cousin when I see her on the phone? And what kind of cousin is putting on earrings and adjusting her shirt like she’s putting it on?”
WineBar was silent.
“That wasn’t your cousin, was it?” I asked.
He just shook his head.
“My angels were right.” Is all I said. “You’re not worth my time.”
“Your angels?” he asked. “Are you still asking those women on your newsletter for advice? Alexis you gotta stop doing that!”
“Why?” I asked now I was pissed. “Because they’ve given me the best advice and support over the years? They go with me wherever I go.”
“They weren’t wrong that you could have sent a text at any point saying you were busy. Or that wasn’t your cousin.”
“What do they say about me?” he asked.
“Most of them think I should leave you.”
“I love you though, babe,” he said.
I closed my eyes. All the things in the past went through me. Believe it or not I visualized all the comments.
“My angels used to love you, babe,” I told him. “But you treated me like shit.”
“I didn’t have time to send a text,” he said.
“Were you like fighting in a war or on a top secret assignment that they took your phone?” I asked.
He shook his head.
“My angels reminded me that I’m Alexis fucking Angel. And I’m done with your bullshit. Now.”
WineBar just sat there before he was like “Those women you go to for advice are wrong, babe. I’m here.”
“Well….babe,” I said as the drinks got sat down on the table. “I’m not.”
And I got up and walked out. I didn’t even take a sip of my drink! I really wanted to but I didn’t. I guess I also left him with the check. But whatever.