A/N – Well I don't know what's going on but my scene change dividers keep disappearing. So if you were confused about the sudden switch in what was going on in the last chapter, it's because my markers to show a change to a new scene or the passage of time disappeared. Sorry about that.
Chapter 3
Roger felt the sun coming in and hitting him in the face, which was weird because that never happens any other day. Slowly he opened his eyes and realized why it never happens any other day. Usually he's at home when he wakes up. But today he's, he's, oh yeah. Last night. Hmmmm he thought to himself. Wonder how I get out of this one.
He sat up on the edge of the bed. He could hear voices in the other room. They were arguing. Probably better if he waited in here, instead of wandering out in the middle of it looking for the rest of his clothes. He found his boxers and jeans and pulled them on before sitting back down on the bed and listening to the argument.
"Well you need to take care of it!" She yelled at him.
"I said I will. But I'm busy today. Jesus give me a break. We've got plans."
"Oh I'm so sorry that our divorce is screwing with your social life. Especially since it was the screwing you did in your social life that caused our divorce!"
Good comeback Roger thought getting a small grin on his face. Yeah, definitely better he hid out in here for now.
"Look I told you I don't have time for this. We've got plans and she's waiting for me down in the car. I'll take care of it later. Just give me my mail. And stop being such a bitch. Just because you weren't woman enough to hold on to me is no reason to make this any more difficult."
Oh what a complete and total ass Roger thought to himself.
"I what? You ass!" She yelled at him. "I wasn't 'woman enough' to hold on to you? What in the hell is that supposed to mean? I wasn't fool enough to deal with your cheating, two timing, lying ass! You know what? Forget it. Take your mail and your lying, sorry, cheating ass back down to your car where your little whore is waiting!"
Ouch. Okay, that kind of hurt.
"Oh you are such a little bitch!"
Roger heard a few more things mumbled then the door slam shut. He waited a moment then stood up and slowly opened the bedroom door, stepping out into the living room. "Hey." He said softly.
"Hey." She tried to smile at him and hide the fact that she was brushing away tears.
"You okay?" He asked, sitting down on a barstool at the counter. " I sorta heard most of that."
"Yes, I'm fine. I'm used to him being a complete and total jackass. Listen, about what I said to him, I really didn't mean for you to hear that part. I'm sorry."
"No, it's okay. But I really would like to choke the living shit out of both of them." He shook his head in frustration. "Listen, about last night…"
"Don't worry about it. I'm a big girl. I don't do anything I don't mean to do. It's okay. Really. Besides it was really nice not being alone for a change. Even when we were still together, he was staying out so much, I was always alone and well, oh never mind. You wouldn't understand." She stepped over to where he was at the counter and set down her coffee cup.
"I wouldn't understand? Ah, when you were alone because dipshit was out, who do think he was out with? And where did that leave me? Other than home alone with Mark?" He cracked a small grin.
"Oh yeah, I forgot." She also got a small grin. "I'm sorry." She said, trying to stifle a laugh.
"Man are we a perfect pair." He told her starting to laugh. "A little pathetic. God I hate him. I would love to just get in one really good…" He clenched his jaw and shook his head in frustration as he trailed off.
Just then there was knocking at the front door. "Alison? Let me back in. I forgot my golf shoes." He yelled threw the door while knocking. "Come on I'm supposed to play this afternoon and I'm not in the mood for any more crap from you. I haven't even had any coffee this morning. Open the damn door."
Roger looked at her and grinned. "Please." He whispered. "Please let me get it."
She looked him over for a second. All he had on was jeans. His hair was a mess and his shirt was somewhere still in the living room. He'd know in an instant what had gone on last night. Somehow the thought of her no good bastard of a soon to be ex-husband knowing she had slept with Roger Davis last night made her smile. She shook her head but held up a finger for him to wait for a second. "Just a minute!" She yelled to the door as she went to the closet and got the golf shoes from the floor, handing them to Roger.
He started for the door, but stopped and picked up her coffee which he took a sip of and set down on the counter next to the door. In one quick motion he flung the door open. "Here's your shoes. You want anything else or can we finally go back to bed?" Roger growled at him.
"You? What are…? How?" Benny stammered, trying to find words. The shock evident on his face. "What the …? What were you…?" He kept looking Roger up and down, taking in the unbuttoned jeans and the messy hair. "With my…?"
Roger picked up the coffee off the counter and looked at Benny. "Here, since you haven't had any coffee yet, we thought we'd help you out." He got an evil little grin on his face as he dumped the full cup of coffee into Benny's golf shoes. "Have a great game and a lovely time at the club. Cheerio!" He said in a cheesy British accent as he slammed the door shut in Benny's face.
When Roger turned around and looked at Alison the two of them burst out laughing. "You know, I think I feel a lot better now!" He told her as he flopped onto her couch, pulling her down next to him.
"I can't believe you did that!" She laughed. "Those were an almost two hundred dollar pair of golf shoes!"
"Well he said he didn't have any coffee yet!" Roger laughed.
"You're right!" She burst out laughing all over again. "You know, I feel a whole lot better now too. The look on his face when he saw you standing there. I thought he was going to about fall over! It was a priceless moment. Thank you."
"You're welcome. Come on. Let's go to breakfast. Hey you want to really have some fun? Tomorrow we should do that whole thing again, except on Mark! Now that would be funny if he found you over at the loft half dressed! He probably would fall over." He laughed, cracking himself up.
"You're an evil and twisted man Roger Davis. However you certainly made me feel better."
"Yeah." He grinned. "Me too."
The End
A/N Well, not exactly thrilled with the very end. The whole thing didn't come out quite like I had hoped. Just couldn't tweak it into what I wanted. I was hoping for a little more depth, but I just couldn't find it. Oh well. Hope it was at least somewhat enjoyable. And kept you guessing. I was hoping for a little more suspense. But I thought it was a neat twist that hadn't been done before. Congrats to you if you guessed it was Alison early on. Congrats to me if you didn't!
Got a few new things in the works, so hopefully I'll be posting more often for awhile.
Thanks for reading and reviewing.
Kelby
