I stared up at the club where I’d spent many nights trolling for s*x and picking up women. The neon of the signage lit up the parking lot.
Why did I agree to this?
Because what’s ours is in there, with other males.
As she should be. Finding someone who isn’t f****d up beyond repair.
The beast rattled at the bars, making me close my eyes and crane my neck, pulling at the tight muscles.
“Nate, how’s it hanging, man?” Jerome, the bouncer, asked as I stepped up.
We shook hands, and I smiled. “Good. How’s your wife doing?”
“Aw, man.” He shook his head and circled his arms out in front of him. “About like this. She’s due in six weeks and more than ready for him to come out.”
My smile faltered, but I picked it back up, forced it to reach my eyes. “That’s awesome! I didn’t know she was pre
