Illicit Obsession. Part 17

Brad's POV

But we still get together on occasion, and this weekend, Ed flew into town to party. Of course, he’s married now, and to his daughter’s friend no less, but that’s the way my buddies and I roll. Yeah, we have a taste for sweet young things who are at least two decades our junior. And yes, I’m the most fucked up of my friends because I’m falling for my ex’s daughter.

It's true because nothing else can explain the emotional maelstrom I’m experiencing at the moment. I’m confused, hurt, and angry inside. I spoke to Chrissy like she was nothing, and cut things off between us, but inside, I ache. The pain is physically tangible in my chest, and I’m constantly short of breath. I popped some X***x earlier in the day, but it doesn’t seem to be helping. I guess I’ll just have to deal.

Even worse, the fiasco with Chrissy made me completely forget my plans for tonight. Fuck! We’d agreed to hit up Club Z to celebrate, but now, I don’t feel like settin