I quickly went to the store and grabbed what I could remember of the fake list I made up for Bill. I got home and stocked the fridge and paper towel rack. I closed the fridge and was faced with a smiling Bill.

"BITCH!" I yelled falling on my ass

"I prefer Bill, but hey, whatever works babe." He smiled extending a hand to me

I grabbed his hand and stood up.

"Why so jumpy, hmm??"

"Oh I dont know, I just didnt expect you to be behind the refrigerator door?"

"I'm behind here all the time!"

I squinted my eyes, "sure~!"

"Sooo when does our son come home?"

"I don't know. Whenever I guess..."

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Bill's face change. Something I never witnessed before.

"What are you hiding from me?"

"W-what? Nothing."

"Mason. You have not ever, and I mean ever been this chill about anything. And now, we have a son and you let him get a job at a bar. At 14. And you arent giving two shits about the time he comes home? You leave for an abnormal amount of time just to pick up milk and paper towel. What's wrong."

"You can read my mind, why dont you just tell me!"

"I SHOULDN'T HAVE TO READ YOUR MIND IN ORDER FOR YOU TO LET ME IN MASON!" Bill yelled with tears threatening to fall

"Bill it's nothing important. You said I haven't been worrying enough. Well the truth is I went and got a job there so I could keep an eye on him... I just didn't want you to know because I know how you are."

Bill nodded and ran upstairs. He locked the door, not only with the actual lock, but with chains and such. I knew I fucked up monumentally. But my son or my husband??  I shouldn't have to choose, it's just not right. Plus.. I'm allowed to have a little fun, right? I grabbed my keys and walked out. If he wants to be butthurt fine. I'm going to stop feeling so bad. He's a grown ass adult, I shouldn't have to watch over him like he's my kid. I'm an adult too, I can do whatever the hell I want! I'll go work at the bar if I want to.

Who am I kidding... I don't want to work there. I should resign.

I sighed and walked to the bar, the sun was setting and the words barely visible. The bouncer setting up. I walked in and stopped at the entrance. Enticed by this man. Hair as black as night, chin as sharp as a knife, and oh so thicc thighs. My eyes wouldn't look away, my legs wouldn't move over this man in a crop top.

"He's hot right." The bartender chimed in, leaning with his elbows on the counter

"Super hot.. must be why this place got so big..."  I said breathlessly, "he's so good. Strong, muscular, yet just like a twink at the same time."

"Oh I know. And his ass, he's all grizzled..."

"I want a piece of that ass..." I said blushing, "but I'm married." I muttered

"Oh he's taken..." the bartender, lance, if I remember correctly. Frowned

"I wouldn't blame them, he's sexy. Cant believe his partner let's him work here." I said in disbelief

"His boyfriend works for the states galaxy garrison. He's the head. Shiro Takahashi."

"Ah, makes sense. So does he-"

"Keith." Lance nodded

"Like space and stuff?"

"Oh yeah, he used to live in the middle of no where just looking for weird shit. Then came here for our weird shit! Met his boyfriend, came to this bar once, got inspired, started dancing for us."

"That's an odd story." But his love for weird shit only makes him more attractive "and his, mullet?"

"Isn't it fucking hot.. I wanna grip a fistful of it and fuck him!" Lance said too enthusiastically

"Woah there, don't get too ahead of your self. Were looking, just looking. We respect him."

"I know... hes just so hot. I wanna be with him."

"With time lance, just wait."

"So, why is it you came back?"

"Oh I uh-" now that this guy is here, i dont want to quit! It's a dirty little secret "just wanted to see how busy this place can get. See what itll be like. Also, when can I start?"