And while I’m not exactly a pip squeak, he beat the shit out of me.
I mean, to the point that I kinda felt lucky I only wound up with a broken jaw and some badly bruised ribs.
“Go ahead and start getting ready while I finish up this little bit,” I said.
“Just kick me out when you’re ready.” “I could give you a key and tell you to lock up after yourself, just don’t let Ryan find you here if we come back here after dinner,” Dove said, laughing as she headed up the stairs to get ready.
“I’ll take that as ‘get out now before my boyfriend gets here’,” I said, laughing as I stood up from the piano. From the first time I met Dove’s boyfriend, Ryan, we hadn’t exactly gotten along.