Chapter 42 — Knobhead!

Allegra

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Hic! I didn't know what was going on, but suddenly my husband, for some bizarre, insane, and outlandish reason, looked like he had been carved by Zeus himself.

As if I was looking at him for the first time, he laughed and I noticed how white and perfect his teeth are, how throaty and deep his laughing voice is, and how a beautiful vein protrudes out of his neck.

He raised his hand that clutched the crystal tumbler and put it over his lips, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down with each sip, his hands were so strong, so manly, with perfectly neat and trimmed nails. The tattoos, Good Lord, the tattoos were just chef's kiss. The Roman numerals over his fingers and the skull on the back of his hand were nothing less than a work of art.

As their slurred voices reached my ears, I gulped down the rest of my drink. Evangeline and Delilah asked me if I want to dance. I nodded eagerly, not really sure why I was so keen when I couldn't even dance.

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