hours ago.” I say. He grins and shrugs. The guy has absolutely no shame. “How is he?” I blurt. I don’t know why the hell I ask. I shouldn’t care, but I do. I’m drunk and talking to his best friend, so I ask.
He smirks. “You could just ask him the next time he comes crawling after you like a kicked puppy.”
I have no response for that. “I…”
He holds a hand up. “Sweetheart you don’t have to explain to me. That is some heavy shit he’s got going on. To answer your question, he’s been better.” I swallow hard, I don’t know whether that makes me feel better or worse. I want him to feel as bad as I do. He did this, not me. “You got him good gorgeous.” He shrugs. “All I’m going to say is relationships are a shit storm waiting to happen. Casual pussy, that’s where it’s at.” He says as he eyes the arse of a girl walking past. He bites his bottom lip as he watches. “Damn.” He shakes his head. I roll my eyes. How Molly is still sleeping with that I do not know. Don’t get me wrong, I like Hugo. He’s funny, and I actually think he’s a decent guy. But I also think he is an actual sex addict and an all-out STD infested dog. “If you could do me a favour and at least fuck him though that would be great.” He says it like it’s a totally reasonable request.
“Um, no thanks.”
He rolls his eyes. “Oh come on. He’s a miserable fucker because he’s not getting any. There’s only so much of his hormonal shit I can take you know.” He sighs. Theo’s not sleeping with anyone? What the hell? “And don’t tell me you don’t want to fuck him, everyone wants to fuck him. Hell I almost want to fuck him he’s such a good looking prick.”
I smile. I can’t help it with Hugo. There’s something about him, he has this lack of any kind of adherence to…well anything; that just makes him so freeing to be around. “Get one of your ho’s to do it.” I say casually, but the thought makes me want to throw up.
He smiles like he knows exactly what I’m thinking. “Don’t you think I haven’t tried?” I’ve thrown everything at the miserable prick, blondes, brunettes, hell even red heads.” He pauses. “Although, it turns out it’s actually quite hard to find a hot red head. Who knew? You’re a rare breed.” He purrs at me. “Only you’ll do. Like I said, you got him good.” He says matter-of-factly.
What the hell do I say to that? I don’t want to picture the harem of women that have no doubt been dripping all over Theo for the last few weeks. “Um, that as may be, but as you know we broke up. That means no sex.”
He smirks at me and cocks an eyebrow. “None?”
“None.” He just laughs and shakes his head as though the entire notion is ridiculous. Hugo probably thinks the two words no and sex together are offensive.
Hugo’s eyes move over my shoulder just as Cruise comes up behind me. “Here’s your jacket.” He hands me my black blazer which I put on. Hugo narrows his eyes at Cruise.
“Oh, Cruise this is Hugo, he owns Allure.” Cruises eyebrows shoot up and Hugo smiles smugly. “Hugo, Cruise.” They shake hands tentatively.
Hugo watches me carefully. “How do you two know each other?” He muses, his eyes never leave mine. I say nothing.
“We’ve been friends for a while.” Cruise says casually.
“I see. Well why don’t you guys come back in? You can have VIP entry.” He smiles that infectious Hugo grin, but it doesn’t reach his eyes.
“Thanks but we’re just heading off.” I drop my eyes to the ground. Part of me really hopes this gets back to Theo, that’s the part that’s still hurt and jealous and spiteful. It’s not enough to tell him we’re done, I want him to bleed right along with me. The other part of me feels cheap and nasty, even though I haven’t done anything accept walk out of the club with Cruise. That part cares what Theo thinks, because I still love him. That part hopes that Hugo keeps his mouth shut.
“Well
He smirks. “You could just ask him the next time he comes crawling after you like a kicked puppy.”
I have no response for that. “I…”
He holds a hand up. “Sweetheart you don’t have to explain to me. That is some heavy shit he’s got going on. To answer your question, he’s been better.” I swallow hard, I don’t know whether that makes me feel better or worse. I want him to feel as bad as I do. He did this, not me. “You got him good gorgeous.” He shrugs. “All I’m going to say is relationships are a shit storm waiting to happen. Casual pussy, that’s where it’s at.” He says as he eyes the arse of a girl walking past. He bites his bottom lip as he watches. “Damn.” He shakes his head. I roll my eyes. How Molly is still sleeping with that I do not know. Don’t get me wrong, I like Hugo. He’s funny, and I actually think he’s a decent guy. But I also think he is an actual sex addict and an all-out STD infested dog. “If you could do me a favour and at least fuck him though that would be great.” He says it like it’s a totally reasonable request.
“Um, no thanks.”
He rolls his eyes. “Oh come on. He’s a miserable fucker because he’s not getting any. There’s only so much of his hormonal shit I can take you know.” He sighs. Theo’s not sleeping with anyone? What the hell? “And don’t tell me you don’t want to fuck him, everyone wants to fuck him. Hell I almost want to fuck him he’s such a good looking prick.”
I smile. I can’t help it with Hugo. There’s something about him, he has this lack of any kind of adherence to…well anything; that just makes him so freeing to be around. “Get one of your ho’s to do it.” I say casually, but the thought makes me want to throw up.
He smiles like he knows exactly what I’m thinking. “Don’t you think I haven’t tried?” I’ve thrown everything at the miserable prick, blondes, brunettes, hell even red heads.” He pauses. “Although, it turns out it’s actually quite hard to find a hot red head. Who knew? You’re a rare breed.” He purrs at me. “Only you’ll do. Like I said, you got him good.” He says matter-of-factly.
What the hell do I say to that? I don’t want to picture the harem of women that have no doubt been dripping all over Theo for the last few weeks. “Um, that as may be, but as you know we broke up. That means no sex.”
He smirks at me and cocks an eyebrow. “None?”
“None.” He just laughs and shakes his head as though the entire notion is ridiculous. Hugo probably thinks the two words no and sex together are offensive.
Hugo’s eyes move over my shoulder just as Cruise comes up behind me. “Here’s your jacket.” He hands me my black blazer which I put on. Hugo narrows his eyes at Cruise.
“Oh, Cruise this is Hugo, he owns Allure.” Cruises eyebrows shoot up and Hugo smiles smugly. “Hugo, Cruise.” They shake hands tentatively.
Hugo watches me carefully. “How do you two know each other?” He muses, his eyes never leave mine. I say nothing.
“We’ve been friends for a while.” Cruise says casually.
“I see. Well why don’t you guys come back in? You can have VIP entry.” He smiles that infectious Hugo grin, but it doesn’t reach his eyes.
“Thanks but we’re just heading off.” I drop my eyes to the ground. Part of me really hopes this gets back to Theo, that’s the part that’s still hurt and jealous and spiteful. It’s not enough to tell him we’re done, I want him to bleed right along with me. The other part of me feels cheap and nasty, even though I haven’t done anything accept walk out of the club with Cruise. That part cares what Theo thinks, because I still love him. That part hopes that Hugo keeps his mouth shut.
“Well
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