Author's Note: This chapter contains sexual content.

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An unspoken rule between best friends is that you never disrespect each other, no matter how tempting it is. Dave and Rae often got on each other's nerves and ridiculed one another, but that was all in fun. At the end of the day, they were joking and laughing with each other like if nothing ever happened.

But breakfast time was no laughing matter as the two barely acknowledged each other. Of course, it didn't stop Randy from having fun on his own. "Kristal, can you pass the syrup?" He smiled.

"Sure, Randy!" Kristal smiled. "Did you want some more bacon?"

"I think I would like some." Randy smiled. He then turned to Rae. "Baby, did you want anything?"

"I'm fine." She replied with her eyes steady on her plate.

Dave never did like Randy's mannerisms around Rae. He always felt that they were just a little too friendly for his taste. While they both maintained that it was just a friendship and nothing more, Dave often wondered how many "platonic" friends would practically make out with each other as a simple greeting kiss.

And now that Randy has gone above and beyond that just being a "friend" to Rae, Dave was using every bone in his body to resist jumping over the table and knocking Randy's ass out. Lucky for Randy, Dave had Kristal to distract his thoughts. "Did you want anything else, Baby?" She said to him.

"I'm good, Baby." Dave grinned to her.

Rae squinted and slightly shuddered when Dave spoke to Kristal. There was something in his tone that didn't sit well with her. She wasn't sure if it was him being all lovey-dovey and saccharine-sweet towards Kristal or the fact that she could tell it was contrived. But she did know that she didn't like it one bit. "Isn't that just sweet?" She muttered.

Dave caught onto Rae's comments and brushed them off. "Can you pass the eggs, Baby?" He asked Kristal.

"Oh, allow me." She said as she scooped some eggs onto his plate and they smiled at each other. "So Rae, what did you and Randy do last night?" Kristal asked.

Randy felt himself smirking as he remembered what he has now coined, 'The World's Greatest Blow Job." If Rae and Kristal weren't around, Randy would go into great and intricate detail about how amazing Rae's lips were. But he also knew that he ever wanted to use his dick again, he would keep his mouth shut. "We just chilled, you know? Just chilled and kicked back. What about you two?"

Kristal beamed as she sipped her orange juice. "We had an amazing night." She looked over at Dave. "Isn't that right, Baby?"

Dave reminisced to the prior evening. He was glad that he still had condoms left but didn't think he would go through half a box of twelve. He didn't realize how much pent-up aggression he had when had sex with her. But Dave needed to get rid of the frustration that has been building for the past several months. And what better to do that than by fucking Kristal senseless.

He twisted and contorted Kristal's body in all sorts of positions. Whether it was Kristal being on all fours or Dave holding her up in a standing position, they fucked on the floor, on the sofa bed, in the shower, and by the window. Kristal even gave Dave a blow job while they were in the kitchen getting a midnight snack.

Dave later showed his appreciation by licking Kristal into passionate screams. He loved the way that her legs would shake as she was about to orgasm and how that act would continue throughout the night. And if Kristal had nothing to grab onto, she would dig her nails into Dave's back as he talked dirty to her, encouraging her orgasm.

When they arrived at the apartment, he asked Kristal if she could keep quiet. She said she wasn't sure so Dave told her to bite onto a pillow if she needed to. He didn't realize he was going have to buy Rae new pillows. "It was fun." Dave grinned.

"I bet it was." Randy said loudly and smiled. "So, Dave, Kristal…when did you start dating?"

Kristal wrapped her arms around Dave's. Dave noticed the gesture but didn't want to harp on Kristal's obvious joyous mood. "Well, I don't know…things just kinda happened."

Randy smiled. He was getting extreme satisfaction knowing how uncomfortable Kristal's attitude was making Dave. "That's just beautiful." He mocked. "So is it safe to say that you're going to bring Kristal home to meet your daughters, Dave?"

Dave's eyes narrowed. "Randy."

Kristal's eyes grew big. "I would love to!" She then kissed Dave's cheek. "But only when it's right."

And that'll be never. Dave saw Kristal as someone who was convenient during his time of pleasure, not as someone to bring home to his daughters. "We'll see." He replied.

"Mmm hmm." Rae muttered. She turned to Randy. "Are you busy today?"

"I have some things to do but I can make time. Why?"

"I need to buy a new sofa bed for the study. I need to throw out the other one." She then mumbled. "Lord knows what diseases got on it last night."

Randy almost spit out his orange juice in laughter as Dave stared at Rae. "So Kristal, how are things?"

"Everything is wonderful and beautiful!" She smiled. "It's just a beautiful day, isn't it?"

"Stare at the ceiling long enough and it can be beautiful." Rae commented.

Dave wiped his mouth and put his napkin on the table. "Rachel, can I see you for a minute?"

"Gladly." She followed him to her bedroom and closed the door behind her.

Randy watched Rae and Dave hastily exited the dining room. He then sipped his orange juice and took another bite of his pancakes. "So how was the club last night?" He said to Kristal.

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Once Rae and Dave entered her bedroom, Rae immediately went to her window and stared out at the ocean. It was so peaceful and relaxing yet there was nothing remotely peaceful and relaxing in her mood.

Rae folded her arms. "Just tell me, David. What in the fuck where you thinking when you brought her to MY fucking apartment?"

"Rachel, listen to me…"

"I hope whatever speech you're going to give has an apology in it, asshole."

Any apologetic feelings Dave had flew out the window along with the calming breeze. He felt that she went above and beyond just being angry and now she was trying to hurt him. "I'll apologize after you apologize to Kristal for being disrespectful to her."

"You brought some bitch home and I'm the one who should be apologizing?"

"Some bitch? Wow, maybe you and Orton are made for each other." Dave retorted. "And after being with him, Rachel, I wouldn't be talking about diseases."

"Don't start, David. Don't even go there."

"Rae, you made it clear that Orton came over for a specific purpose last night. You know his character, you know how he acts and I should stand back and not do anything?"

"For the last fucking time, I can take care of my own self, David! I'm not a little kid."

"Stop acting like one and I'll stop treating you like one."

"You always gotta be so fucking condescending, don't you? Like your way is better than everyone else's? No wonder you wife is divorcing you. She probably couldn't stand being married to your stupid ass anymore!"

"And we resorted to name-calling now?" Dave shook his head. "Where is all of this coming from, Rachel?"

"It's coming from the fact that I didn't like some bit…some female that I barely know being in my place, David."

"No, Rachel, that's not it. When we shared hotel rooms, I brought over other women all the time and you didn't have a problem with it then."

"That's different." Rae said.

"How?"

I wasn't in love with you back then. "You can do whatever the hell you want, David. You just can't do it here."

"Fine, I won't bring home any more dates."

"No, Dave." Rae hissed. "Maybe you shouldn't be here. I think you should move out."

Dave sighed and concurred. He knew he was at fault for bringing home a date but he also knew there was more to Rae being upset. And whatever reason it was, she was trying everything she could to express it in the only matter she knew how—by pushing him away. "Fine. Give me thirty days." He then left Rae's bedroom.

Rae stood in her bedroom and closed her eyes. She told Dave to move out because she wanted him to beg for a second chance. She didn't tell him to move out so he would do it.

Rae shook her head and tried her best to stop the tears from forming. He was wrong but why does it feel that I'm the one who fucked up?