UP MY ALLEY
Chapter 26
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Maybe she fell on the lane once and split her pants.
Maybe she loves banana splits.
Maybe…
"Aw, fuck," I mutter into the short tumbler of vodka Embry slips before me. Even the erotic sound of pins tumbling against the lane doesn't help cheer me up. My future wife has apparently screwed the entire bowling alley.
"Pretty much, dude," he says seriously and I glare at him, wondering if he's a mind reader. His eyes flick over my shoulder and he lets loose a loud whistle. I send a quick prayer up to the Big Guy before I turn around.
A/N: Grrr...I hate a slutty Bella, but I had to go with the flow. I see you Missy, Brandi and Massy. This is like a crazy game of guess who! MR :-)
You're up, Hot Tot!