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“Nope, you know I don’t do drugs, babe. What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong?” she repeats.

“Yep,” I say popping the ‘p’.

“Dex, you need to slow the hell down. Bloody hell, I haven’t heard from you in a week. Seven fucking days. If Jay hadn’t phoned you, you wouldn't be here right now. Would you?” I look away from her because she is right. I was still trying to wrap my head around everything that is happening. “Knew it.” She climbs off the couch and walks into the kitchen. I get up and follow her, needing to get my point across to her.

“No, I wouldn’t have. But I would have called or come to see you. Tomorrow, as it happens. Liam and Jay have been bitching me out about staying away. We have a lot to talk about, Ads. No more Jay being the middleman. You, me and our baby is the way forward. We need to move you back home so I can take care of you both. I hate that you are so far away from me. I need to be able to see you - everyday, when ever I want.” I fold my arms across my chest, staring at a pissed off Addison Cole. Her eyes blaze with heat and not the good kind. I love it when she gets like this.

“Home? With you? You have to be flipping kidding me. I am staying here, Dex. This is my home, this -“ I cut her off with a sharp reply.

“No. You belong at home with me, not here. You belong in my house, with our daughter, so do not throw that shit at me. Now, I will give you some time to let all this sink in, but believe me when I say this, Ads, you are coming home to me. I want to wake up with you next to me every morning and I want to go to sleep each night, wrapped up in you. So deal with it.” I wink at her. Her eyes go from pissed to downright murderous when I finish.

“Like fuck am I moving in with you -” My movements stop her angry words from piercing the air. I step up to her and cup her face in my large hands. Her body sags a little, loving the feel of our skin to skin contact. I stare into her eyes and let her look into my soul. Music plays from the TV and we both chuckle. The Chainsmokers, featuring Halsey’s ‘Closer’ plays through the TV speakers. The song is perfect for us.

“Baby, I love you and I love this baby. Seeing you in that hotel bar was the best thing that had happened to me in a long time.” That night was the best thing that had happened to me in a while. Jay told me we were meeting a new girl who he wanted to work at Castle Ink. It turned out to be Addy.

“You know that was a setup, right? Jay asked me to meet him there.” I nod my head. I smile at her and lean in, running my nose along her perfect jaw-line.

“I didn’t know at the time, but Jay told me a few days later. I hadn’t seen you in a while, Ads, and you looked sexy as fuck sitting on that bar stool. That black dress hugging this,” I say, and lower my hands to grip her tight arse in my hands. “The fuck me heels you were wearing. Damn, babe. Every man in that room was eyeing you. But you ignored them all, because you know that you only have eyes for me. So how soon can you pack up and move back home with me?” I ask her. I look in her the eyes, making sure she can clearly see how serious I am about this. I can’t be away from them any longer. I need to see her belly grow with my kid. I need to be there for any and all midnight cravings. That is, if she has any. Not that it would bother me; I would do anything for her.

The boys are right, Fiona would be turning in her grave from the way I have been acting, but no more. I plan on doing her proud. I know that we didn’t have any kids, but we wanted them. She would want me to take care and love Addy and our baby, and that is what I plan to do; even if it means pissing Addy off.

“Dex, I can’t just pack up and leave.”

“Why not?” I ask, leaning back just a fraction, so I can see her eyes better. But Addy takes that option away from me. She wraps her arms around me and drops her head to my chest. I kiss the top of her head and breathe in her scent.

This is what I live for, having Addison Cole in my arms. Let’s just hope she stays there.

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