Twisted Vegas

It didn't take me more than a minute to snap back to attention.
"Go grab the guys we need to talk about something." I tell Jimmy.
A few minutes later he came back followed by Matt, Zacky, and Johnny. Stuffing my hand into the front right pocket of my jeans I pull out the ring again.
"I married someone last night." I tell them.
Matt speaks first, "We need to call Larry now."
Much to my appreciation Matt handled informing Larry of the situation.
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Larry walked into the room to say he wasn't happy was a drastic understatement. He immediately jumped into a rant. Our reprimand lasted forty-five minutes.
We knew Larry was angry but more so he was worried that word would get out and we'd have a gossip frenzy on our hands. After he calmed down, Larry gave us an option to spend the three days left of our vacation with him babysitting us or we could pack it in and go home. The guys and I decided it was best to go home.
* * *
On the elevator ride down to the lobby I noticed Matt had been really quiet since Larry arrived. The check-out as well as the ride to the airport were quick. We sat waiting an hour and a half for the plane to Los Angeles which seemed to drag on for years.
Riding home seemed quicker though it was filled with do much tension that I would have preferred the time stretch instead. When the time came the fought attendants let everyone off three plane.
Larry led us to a waiting car. Silence filled the car as we rode back to our homes. God was not on my side today, as my house was the first stop the driver made.
I grab my bag reluctantly leaving the car. The second the door closed the car sped off. Taking a deep breath I make my way up the path to the front door.
Patting my pockets I realize I forgot my keys. I lift up the flower pot with the bleeding heart flowers and pick up the key. Unlocking the door I walk inside. I close the door behind me and head to the kitchen. A note on the fridge catches my attention.
Babe, Val, Gena, Leanna and I decided we needed a spa weekend we'll be back Sunday night. See you soon. Love, Chelle.
Looking up at the ceiling I mutter my thanks to whoever was watching over me. Choosing not to procrastinate I head upstairs and make hasty work of unpacking. One glance at my bed I was done for. I crash land on the bed letting sleep take me.
Awhile later Pinkly wakes me. My clock on the bedside table tells me I was only out for a little over an hour. I gave Pinkly a couple of pats then lay back down. She decides to join me.
Normally I'd push her off the bed but now too tired I pull Pinkly close and snuggle with her. I knew if Michelle found out she'd be pissed though right this moment I could care less about Michelle's no dog in the bed rule.
Pinkly may shed but sure never steals my pillows our hogs all the blankets for herself. Also Pinkly has never screamed, kicked or punched me while she was sleeping unlike Michelle. Sometimes I preferred to sleep with Pinkly. However I'd never let Michelle know that because if I did my ass would be sleeping on the couch along side Pinkly.
As I drifted off to sleep again my mind toyed with the ways to break the news to Michelle. Not one of them ended well. Michelle was planning our wedding and I went and fucking married someone else. Sooner or later I knew I was going to have to tell her I married another woman while in Vegas. I knew that when Michelle found out she'd be livid.

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