Love you, honey!

Damon

I can’t get Jessica out of my head these last few days. I know I promised Mindy, and I intend to keep that promise, but I can’t help but want the forbidden fruit. I have been ignoring Jessica as much as possible, letting her know I meant what I said.

“And how many is that?” Mikey asks me, pulling me out of my thoughts. I stare at the whiskey bottles that we are supposed to be inventorying.

“Uhm….” I pause, and Mikey smirks, shaking his head.

“Dude, where is your head at these days?” he asks with his eyebrows raised and I nervously chuckle.

Jessica. But I can’t tell him that.

“I’m still trying to figure out who my father had an affair with,” I say, making sure I own the subject, and Mikey sighs.

“Damon, I don’t think he’s having one anymore. I think you should just let it go, you know?”

I shake my head, fighting my anger, “Mikey, you know how good of a person my mom is and look what this did to her! She’s a fucking alcoholic now and it’s their fault!” I growl, and Mikey sighs,