Don’t You Remember? (Part Three) [18+]

I drank the remaining drops at the bottom of my glass, the buttery taste faintly striking me enough for me to notice, “Yeah, sure.” Toni didn’t hesitate when she filled my glass with the freshly opened red wine. I immediately drank half of it.

I kept thinking about waking up in that random girl’s room, yet I still couldn’t remember her name. The only clue that helped me remember anything was that business card from the club, but it’s barely doing anything for something new to come to mind. Regardless, I need to talk to Toni about it. I’m sure she’ll be able to help clear things up about that night.

“And what about the red one?” Toni started describing the other bottle she brought with her, going into brief detail about it being a blend of three different red grapes that give a spicy flavor.

I coughed a bit at the sudden tinge in my throat, “Goddamn, that almost killed me.”

“Nobody told you to guzzle down half of a glass in one go.”

“Shut up.”

“Anyways, how’ve you been, girl? I haven’t heard from you for days.”

“I’ve been fine. Nothing really happened the last few days.”

“Samuel still trying to bust a nut up inside you?” Toni chuckled, glass loosely held between her fingers. “You should let him—creampies feel great. It’s the clean up that sucks.

“That’s good for you since you have your tubes tied. You don’t have to worry about popping out a baby.”

“Then just have him nut in that booty of yours.”

I quickly explained to her all of the nasty downsides of having that happen. She laughed it off, saying that I’m missing out on a lot of fun. It’s always a funny thing that a bunch of our conversations start off like that. We changed subjects and starting going on and on about our daily lives. Toni spent most of that time complaining about her job at the wine shop and all of the stupidity a store manager has to deal with. I don’t envy her at all. We changed leads and started talking about Samuel and I, how we’ve been doing and if we made any decisions lately. Aside from my dead-set decision on not wanting a child, most of the conversation was just me retelling Samuel’s stories from his construction job. It had its occasional ups and downs, but Samuel really enjoyed working.

I caught Toni rolling her eyes and drinking more wine, “I swear, you two always sound so lovely-dovey together. It’s almost annoying to me.”

I guess I do talk about my relationship a bit much. We’ve been together for so long that it only feels natural to bring him up in conversation.

Although, Toni was the one who brought up the subject this time, so she can’t really complain about it. If she was talking to anybody else they wouldn’t have picked up on the sarcasm like I could.

I couldn’t help but to snap back like she does, “If you kept a man, you would understand the whole lovey-dovey thing.”

“No thanks, I’m good. I like knowing which guy I’ve slept with knows how to please a woman. Couldn’t exactly sleep around if I was seeing somebody now, could I? Which reminds me, how did that night go?”

“Which night?”

“The night we went out to the club. Don’t tell me you already forgot?”

I can’t forget something if I don’t even remember it in the first place, right?

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