We spent the next two and a half hours fucking the shit out of each other until we both lost count of how many times Carla came. “I’m afraid it isn’t.”
Turning to look at the funeral attendees in the distance, I sighed in frustration, ran my fingers through my hair, and glared back at Henry. “Make no mistake,” he said, pulling one hand out of his pocket and raising it in a placating gesture. He’d been a whole person with hopes, dreams, aspirations… and I felt like I’d barely scratched the surface of what he was. Upton, you made my Ray so happy. Unfortunately, my attention kept wandering to Emily and Natashya. “Everything okay?” Erin asked, sitting on the bench seat opposite me as we rode in the SUV to Ray’s funeral. I was thinking about greasing the wheels a little for future roles, but I wouldn’t strong-arm them like that. I told Jon to drive to the Dunbar building. I was thinking about greasing the wheels a little for future roles, but I wouldn’t strong-arm them like that.
