Page 26 of You Again
Chapter 13
Henley~
Really Universe?
Dash had texted me that he was on his way, and I couldn’t help but shake my head at his visit from Whitney. You would think that my first reaction would have been jealousy, but it hadn’t been. It had been mirth if you could believe it.
After my highly sexually tensioned meeting with Dash earlier today, I had headed over to Arnold’s office to see what he had wanted. And he might as well have told me thathewas the one pregnant with Dash’s baby because that’s how shocked I had been when he had ushered me inside his office, then shut the door to go on to tell me he missed me and wanted me back.
Yeah.
That really happened.
So, yeah, I had a beef with the Universe. Just when Dash and I had come to an…understanding of sorts, Arnold confesses he wants me back and Dash’s ex shows up at his place, announcing she’s pregnant with his baby.
Really Universe?
And even though I still don’t know the full story behind Dash being at the bar that night, I knew there was no way he’d take Whitney back. He had been woman-hating that night almost as badly as I had been man-hating. Whatever Whitney had done to him, it had been enough to cause irreparable damage. Of course, that didn’t mean I wouldn’t wait until she had her baby to punch her in the face if she ever went near Dash again. I mean, there’s being kind, and then there’s being stupid.
There was a knock on my door, and my heart started beating like it was trying to escape my chest. However, my vagina was screaming at me to hurry up and get the damn door.
She was such a hussy.
Pretending to be cooler than I was, I still wore my work clothes as if everything were casual and expected. I had taken off my heels, but that’s about it. I was aiming for sophisticated, but I was probably coming across as lazy instead.
I opened the door any-damn-way.
My vagina fist pumped the air and my heart swooned at the gorgeous computer geek standing before me. Dash really was too pretty for words, not to mention that body of his. He was tall as hell without my heels on, but every inch of his tall body was cut, smooth, and muscular.
The jerkface also had tattoos hidden on his person.
Dash placed on hand on my hip and leaned in to kiss my cheek. “Sorry I’m late,” he chuckled. I smiled and opened the door wider to let him pass.
I shut the door behind me. “Do you want a tour?” My apartment was small by Bay standards, but it was still big enough to warrant a tour.
“Only if the tour ends in your bedroom,” he quipped. I grinned at his directness. With Dash, what you saw was what you got, and that was refreshing after Arnold.
I leaned back against the front door. “So, you’re going to be a daddy, huh?” He laughed. “Where are you registered, so I can get you a gift?”
He smirked. “Since you’re the only woman I plan on ever getting pregnant, you tell me where we’re registered.”
My. Heart. Swooned.
I laughed and gestured towards the couch. “Have a seat and I’ll get us something to drink.” I headed towards the kitchen as Dash made his way to the couch. “What do you feel like?”
“Honestly?” he asked. “I feel like getting in your pussy until everything else fades away.”
I tripped.
But still going for the sophistication I was aiming for earlier, I caught myself before I face planted on the tiled kitchen floor. I stuck my face in the refrigerator to cool it off.
“Pepsi, water, orange juice, or club soda are the choices right now,” I replied, ignoring his comment about my lady parts.
I heard him chuckle. “Water is fine.” I grabbed two bottles of water and headed back into the living room.
My place wasn’t fancy, but it was comfortable. My furniture didn’t match, but it was cozy. I also liked that if a piece died on me, I could run out and buy a whatever to replace it, without losing my mind that it won’t match.
Dash was sitting up against the crook of the couch and I sat next to him, my legs curled underneath my butt. I handed him the water and asked, “Do you want to talk about it?”
