Page 23 of Sexy Dirty Fun

I was almost done with them when Diesel finally showed up. “It’s about damn time you get here,” I said. “I was getting sick of drinking alone.”

Diesel looked around and sat down next to me. “I’m surprised you’re alone.” He ordered a couple more beers and turned to me. “What’s up, man?”

“This day has been shit,” I replied and shook my head. I told him about what happened with Lindsey and Shaun. I mentioned I had planned for her to stay with me for the rest of the tour so she would be safe in case that douche bag got out of jail.

“Did you fuck again?” he asked with a grin. He was the only person I told about the night I spent with Lindsey.

“That’s none of your business, asshole.” I reached over to punch his arm. “But yes, we did.” I grinned and he high-fived me.

“Nice.” He took a drink of his beer. “Why are you down here then alone? Where is she?”

“Dude, this where things really went to hell. She had to go give a statement to the police about Shaun. While she was gone, this stupid blonde showed up at my door. Get this. She claims to be my wife.”

Diesel coughed, almost spitting out his beer. “What?”

“She said she’s my wife,” I said slower this time, leaning closer to him so he could hear me. This wasn’t news I wanted to shout in the bar and have the press find out.

“Holy shit. She’s joking, right?” He shook his head.

“She claims we met in Vegas last time we were here and partied. I remember that part but I don’t remember marrying her. I was hoping you could shed some light on this. I didn’t think we were apart all night.”

He rubbed his jaw thoughtfully. “Hmmm…I vaguely remember that night now that you mention it. We were together most of the night but I went back to my room with those two chicks. I didn’t see you until morning.”

“Fuck!” I slammed my fist down on the bar. “I was hoping you would know something.”

“Sorry man,” he said and put his hand on my shoulder. “I wish I could help. Does she have proof?”

“I’m not sure. I didn’t ask her yet. Lindsey came back to the room and found her, so she’s pissed at me. I had to get out of there before I slapped the shit out of her. I told her to stay put. I don’t need any reporters finding out about this until I figure out what’s going on.”

“Right,” he agreed. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Drink with me.” I said and waved the bartender over to order some shots of tequila. The beer wasn’t having the desired effect fast enough.

“I can do that,” he replied.

After a few shots, we spotted a group of women sitting in the corner of the bar watching us. I stuck out my hand and wiggled my finger for them to come over. I didn’t have to ask them twice. The ladies came over and we did a few rounds of shots.

By now I was pretty hammered and ready to get laid. It worked out so there were two girls for each of us. The also happened to be sisters. Fuck, it was my lucky day; I loved to fuck sisters at the same time.

“How about we take this party more private?” I suggested with an arch of my eyebrow. “We can go back to Diesel’s room.” There was no way I was going to chance that Destiny was still in there.

I looked over at him and he nodded eagerly. “Yes, let’s go.”

We settled up the bar tab and left the bar, each of us with a lady on each arm. I rested my hands on their asses as we walked out of the bar. This was exactly what the doctor ordered for the end of my shitty day.

We were headed to the elevator when we met Lindsey head on. She was looking down at her phone and didn’t notice us at first. Diesel picked up one of the girls with him and threw her over his shoulder. She screamed, causing Lindsey to look up. She shook her head and turned in my direction.Fuck.

She stopped dead in her tracks and looked at the two women I was in before looking back at me. She didn’t say a word, but her face said it all. The look of utter disgust was enough to drop my arms from the shoulders of the women. “Lindsey,” I said, walking towards her.

“Just stop,” she said, putting up a hand. “There’s no need to explain. It’s all good.”

She brushed past me and I stood there speechless. I wanted to go after her and try to get her to understand this thing with Destiny was a mess and I was Cane Stephens - sleeping with women was what I did. She was right though; I didn’t really owe her any explanation. We fucked a few times and that was it. She wasn’t my girlfriend and I could do whatever the hell I wanted. I wasn’t even sure what to say to her until I knew for myself what was going on with Destiny.

“What are you waiting for?” Diesel turned around and asked, the woman still hanging over his shoulder.

I ran my hands through my shaggy hair. “I gotta go take care of this mess. You guys have fun without.” I waved my hands, urging the women to join the others and Diesel. He was in for one hell of a treat - four women at once. I was going to have to check on him later and make sure they didn’t kill him.

“Woo hoo! Thanks man!” He gathered his harem and headed to the elevators. I could hear them laughing and talking all the way down the hall. I was a fucking fool for letting them get away, but the sooner I could get rid of Destiny, the sooner I could relax and get back to what I did best - sing and fuck women.