The Goodest Guy In The World

Austyn, embarrassed, gritted his teeth. ‘Open your eyes! Look at me. Who am I?’ Kira shook her head. ‘No.’ Austyn pinched her chin, forcing her to look up. ‘Who am I?’ Kira squinted, seeing double. ‘What? Who? I don’t know you.’ Austyn closed his eyes and counted from one to ten. He resisted the urge to spank the girl who was drunk out of her skull. Kira looked at the rubbernecking stranger. ‘Help me!’ The man took a hesitant step forward. ‘Miss, do you need me to call the police?’ Austyn glowered at him. ‘Piss off!’ The stranger recoiled, darted back to his car and sped off. Kira pointed at Austyn’s nose, accusing, ‘Bad guy!’ ‘I’m your husband!’ How much did she have to drink? Didn’t she know she couldn’t hold her liquor? ‘You’re lying!’ Kira shot back. ‘My husband’s not a bad guy. He’s a good guy. The goodest!’ ‘Oh?’ Austyn leaned in. ‘What’s so good about him?’ Kira smacked her lips but said nothing. Austyn goaded her. ‘So you’re lying?’ ‘Am not!’ Kira retorted. She held onto the co