<b>Chapter </b><b>1 </b>


    My husband’s female “buddy” lost at the drinking game and got dared to spill the most intimate thing she’d ever done with a


    guy.


    She suddenly shot me this wicked smirk: <b>“</b><b>I </b>jerked Leonel off.“[]


    The entire room erupted.[]


    I clutched my five–month pregnant belly as sharp contractions seized my abdomen.]


    She acted all innocent, like she just remembered I was there, and shrugged:]]


    “Oh rx, it was just right after you got knocked up and he was wasted. Poor little Leonel was rock hard.“]


    “No need to thank me, Mrs. Hartman. Just some help between buddies. Better than having him stick his dick in some random chick, right?”


    Before she could finis, Leonel grabbed the cucumber he’d been eating and yfully smacked Amari’s hand with it:[]


    “Oh shut up, you little tease. Your pathetic handjob skills are nothingpared to my wife’s!”


    Amari caught it with augh and took a deliberate bite:[]


    “Gotta say, pretty damn close to the real thing’s size.“]


    They cracked up together, creating this invisible wall that shut me outpletely.[]


    Nobody looked at me.[]


    Nobody gave a damn that I was his actual wife.[]


    Here I am, five months pregnant with his kid, and I’m just some awkward piece of background that doesn’t belong at his little party with his “buddy.“]


    The game kept going. Leonel’s turn to lose.


    The card: “French kiss someone of the opposite sex for three minutes.“[]


    Only two women in the room–Amari and me–but everyone immediately started shoving Leonel toward Amari.]


    “It’s just a fucking game! Only losers take this shit seriously!“]]


    He pulled Amari into his arms with a grin while everyone held up their phones, cheering and filming.


    I snapped. Grabbed my ss and hurled it at the floor.


    ss exploded everywhere. People screamed.[]


    In the dead silence, I slowly stood up, one hand on my aching back, <b>voice </b><b>ice</b><b>–</b><b>cold</b>: “You guys like ying dirty games?“[]


    860%


    “Let me help you out.“]]


    I whipped out my phone and dialed 911.]


    “Hello, 911? I need to report an orgy in progress. There’s a group of people engaging in sex


    Leonel lunged for my phone first:[]


    “Kendall, what the fuck is wrong with you? It’s a goddamn party game!“]


    <b>acts</b><b>…</b>”


    I stared at his hand still wrapped around Amari’s waist, and suddenly I’mughing through tears:[]


    “So when our kid grows up, what’s the n<b>, </b>Leonel?”


    “Tell them Daddy couldn’t keep his dick in his pants and Mommy was just a dumb bitch who put up with it?“[]


    Leonel’s face went dark. He pulled poor little Amari behind him like she needed protection–from me.[]


    “You’re going too far. I told you, it’s just a fucking GAME!<b>“</b>]


    Well, if making out with other women in front of your pregnant wife is their idea of a game, then I’m definitely not cut out for this shit.]


    I headed for the door.]]


    Leonel grabbed my wrist: “My buddy threw this whole party to celebrate our baby, and you’re gonna shit all over it?“|[]


    Oh right. His precious “buddy” AGAIN.[]


    *CRACK!*]]


    <b>I </b>spun around and pped him so hard my palm stung.


    The room fell silent in an instant.[]


    Amari stepped up and grabbed Leonel by the neck, pulling him against her chest:]


    “Easy there, baby boy. Listen to mama and stop being stubborn!“]


    She put on this helpless act:[]


    “Kendall, honey, Leo and I have been tight since we were kids–we used to sleep butt naked in the same bed! He doesn’t even see me as a woman. You’re getting worked up over nothing!“]}]


    Then she shoved him toward me:[]


    “Come on, apologize to your pregnant wife. She’s <b>being </b>hormonal enough as it is. Keep pushing her and we’ll all pay for it.“[]


    Thanks for the oh–so–thoughtful advice. Now everyone’s staring at me like I’m the crazy pregnant bitch ruining their fun.[]


    Leonel stood there, jaw clenched, refusing to budge<b>.</b><b>] </b>


    Amari whispered something in his ear with this smug little smirk.<b>[</b><b>] </b>


    He rolled his eyes, then gave me the most half–<b>assed </b>look:]


    “Fine. My bad<b>. </b>Happy now?“]


    The wave of disgust hit my throat as I walked out without another word.[]


    Didn’t think he’d actually follow me.]


    The whole way to the parking lot<b>, </b>contractions kept hitting my belly in waves while he bitched at me nonstop.]]


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