Rose’s answering scream of, “I’m totally gonna shoot the deputy, though, if he doesn’t put me the hell down. I have rights, damn it. She’s a mean ho so I’m exercising those rights, Deputy.”
After he heard that, Jarrod burst out laughing, and I realized something – he’d picked that song on purpose, and totally because of those words.
Realizing the same thing, Jose got up and walked over with Olivia in her arms. “You’re the shit, Jarrod,” she told him point blank, not holding back at all. “And you’re eating dinner with us, now move your ass over to our table.”
It was a great dinner, and we all enjoyed it, including Liv who sat with her head against her new friend’s chest, enjoying listening to him sing. It might have been a stressful day, but when I looked back on it the next day, it was also the day that all the heavy shit got put behind Jose, and she started moving forward – with me.Chapter 10Ellis
I spoke too soon about the cherry on top of the day we’d had, that actually happened as we were walking through my front door. I had Liv in my arms and was just closing the door behind us when the most awful smell hit me. The storm had done a lot of damage to Piersville, knocking over street signs, sending some of them flying through windows, big dents in vehicles, water damage, you name it, so my first worry was that our waste pipes had burst, too.
“Whoa,” Jose gasped, covering her nose and mouth with her hands. “What the hell is that?”
I was about to pass Liv to her so that I could make some calls when I felt something on my chest. Just to clarify, Liv was resting with her head on my shoulder, so the area it was in was pretty high up my body… and right where her booty was.
“Please tell me it’s not what I think it is?” I begged, scared to move her in case it was.
Just then the lights came on, and I blinked rapidly to adjust to the brightness as I turned to face her. I watched as her eyes widened when she saw me, and I got that sinking feeling in my gut that Liv had most probably had in hers, too.
“Holy shit… I…” she stood staring at what I assumed was a patch of baby poop on my t-shirt. “Don’t move, I’m going to get the paper towels because it’s dripping onto the floor.”
Did I listen to the two words telling me not to move? Did I fuck. The second I heard the last bit about it dripping onto the floor, of course I moved. That meant it was a lot worse than a patch which meant I had shit on me. A small patch was shit, but dripping? That made it a DEFCON 1 shituation.
So, I did what a normal person who’d never been shit on did, and held Liv out to her mother while I looked down at the nightmare that was on me. I didn’t judge another person’s kink, to each their own, but I drew the line at piss and feces, a hard line that should never be passed. This wasn’t a kinky situation, but it still warranted the no urine and poop rule, and I’d just been on the receiving end of it being broken.
“What are you doing?” Jose hissed, leaning away from Liv. Pulling her back toward me and groaning when I felt a squish, I tried to figure out how to fix it all. I’d never been in this situation, never even thought about it happening to me, so I went with the ‘man fix’ for it. Usually a man fix involved tools, duct tape, and useful shit like that. This one needed a tool in the form of scissors… and stat.
“Okay, we’re going to go into the kitchen. You get the scissors out of the top drawer, cut my t-shirt up the middle and Liv’s bodysuit up the back, and we’ll peel them off,” I said, already moving toward where the scissors were. “We’ll put a bag under us to stop any more…drippage,” I groaned the last word, doing my best not to gag. “And we put it all straight in a trash bag and burn it. You with me?”
Jose wasn’t just with me, she was ahead of me, already reaching for the box of garbage bags, and making her way to the drawer that had the scissors in it. Once they’d been used for this there was no coming back, so I’d buy a new pair tomorrow, I just wanted this shit off me – literally. Shaking out a bag, she put it on the floor before shaking open another one and stretching out her neck like she was about to fight.