Page 94 of Dirty Dix

“You don’t really get a say. Fuck me, or get fired. Easy,” she replies, looking at her fingernails, bored by this conversation.

“You don’t seem to realize if I fuck you, I still get fired. This is a small world, and my actions will come back to haunt me,” I say, hoping to appeal to her rational side—if she has one. “Either way, I’m screwed. And I would prefer it to be consensual screwing instead of my hand being forced.”

“What are you? A priest?” she barks, scoffing at my plea. “I’m asking you to fuck me, no strings attached, and you’re saying no. What, are you saving yourself for someone?” she half-jokingly says. I hate to think how accurate she is.

Before I have time to reply, a pair of arms wrap around my neck and a set of lips kiss my cheek. “Baby, I’ve missed you.”

I turn so quickly, I nearly bump heads with the person standing beside me. But she reads my actions and takes a step backward, just in time.

“Madison?” I choke out, gaping at her, utterly confused. “Um, hi?” I add, which comes out as a question, as I have no idea what’s going on.

She reads my confusion and smiles. “Sorry I’m late. Traffic was such a bitch.” She pulls up a chair and sits beside me.

“That’s okay,” I reply, playing along, still baffled by what’s happening. “I’m just thankful you’re here.”

“Me, too,” she replies before bending forward, yanking the collar of my polo and smashing her lips to mine.

I freeze, unsure what to do, but as Madison’s tongue nudges at my lips, demanding entrance, I open wide and happily comply. We kiss passionately and recklessly, and before long, I’m the one yanking on her nape, drawing her mouth closer to mine. I’ve missed her taste so much, and kissing her is like coming home.

The little sound she makes as I nip her bottom lip has me regretfully pulling away because if we continue just one more minute of this madness, I’ll be clearing the table and throwing her on top of it.

“You look beautiful,” I say, my senses on overdrive.

Madison looks down at her short denim shorts, red tank, and Chucks, and smiles. “Thanks. So do you,” she lightly replies, pulling a face at my stuffy polo and beige slacks.

I had to wear something presentable on the greens, and in turn, I look like a complete douche.

I’ve completely forgotten Rebecca is here until she clears her throat, unhappily. “So this is your girlfriend?” she spits, and I raise my eyebrow at Madison, unsure if she’ll feel comfortable with this lie.

Madison, however, answers for me as she leans forward so she can make eye contact with the witch. “I sure am,” she says, cuddling into my side.

“Yeah, she sure is,” I confirm, kissing her cheek in gratitude. I have no idea why she’s playing along with this façade, but I’m grateful that she is.

“Well, that explains a lot,” Rebecca smugly says, pleased my rejection was because I was seeing someone and not because I found her unattractive.

However, I have an awful thought. What if Rebecca mentions Juliet? This could get ugly real fast.

Thankfully, Madison fills in the silence. “Thanks for keeping him company.”

“The pleasure was all mine,” she replies sarcastically, drumming her fingernails on the table.

“Hey, I love your hair color. It really suits you,” Madison randomly says, and I’m not sure if she’s being serious or not because Rebecca’s bi-colored hair resembles a skunk.

But I nod and remain quiet, not understanding the language of women.

“Oh, thank you.” Rebecca primps up her mane. “I just got it done for the weekend. I needed something to brighten up my time here.”

Madison giggles, cupping a hand over her mouth. “I know exactly what you mean.”

I’m staring, my mouth agape, not understanding what is transpiring here. But the fact Rebecca hasn’t used the words “fuck me” or “blow job” is a good thing, so I don’t question whatever Madison is doing.

“Sorry that took so long,” Chad apologizes, returning to the table and taking a seat.

He takes one look at Madison, who is still cuddling into my side, and smiles. “Oh, I didn’t realize you were bringing a plus-one, Dixon. I was told she pulled out at the last minute.”

I freeze up, as I’m not too sure how Madison will feel, knowing I was originally planning on taking the person I dumped her for, to the event she’s now at, saving my ass.

I look over at Rebecca, who smiles at me smugly. Looks like my secret is safe for now.

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