Awesome.
“Where is Rake now?” I ask her, looking towards the hall that leads to his room.
“Oh he’s in bed with Tiffany,” she says casually. “I needed coffee.”
Rake. Doesn’t take a genius to figure out how he got his name.
I stand. “Well, nice meeting you.”
“Oh where are you going?” she asks.
I blink. “To my room.”
“Can I come and hang out? I heard you were the Vice President’s old lady, be cool if we can hang out,” she says, standing up and moving towards me.
Okay, enough is enough.
“Rake!” I yell at the top of my lungs. I turn to the girl and raise my finger in the air. “Please excuse me one moment.”
I storm up to his room and open the door. My jaw drops open at the scene before me. “I hope you got her to sign a consent form or a contract or some shit,” I say, staring at the two of them. “Fifty shades of Rake!”
“What the f**k Faye,” Rake growls, hiding his package with a pillow.
“You forgot one girl out here,” I say, widening my eyes, hoping he gets the point. “Please come and collect her.”
He sighs, like his life is so tough since he has two women here.
“Yes I know Rake,” I say dryly, “It’s hard out there for a pimp.”
He chuckles, slapping the girl on her ass and pulling away. “Maybe you should gag the other one too,” I suggest before I back out of the room. I peer around his room. “Can I clean your room tonight? It’s so messy it’s going to drive me crazy now that I’ve seen it.”
“Fine, anything to make you leave right now,” he growls at me.
Whoa, touchy.
“I’ll find some storage for your paddles and whatnot,” I say as I walk out. “I might have to do a trip to Office World. They have great storage ideas there.”
Rake follows me out, shaking his head in exasperation, and retrieves the other girl.
Dex walks into the kitchen and stares at me, the random chick, and a very naked Rake.
“Do I even want to know?” he asks, narrowing his eyes on me.
Rake groans. “You know I love you Faye… but Dex, control your woman!”
I watch wide-eyed as Rake disappears with the girl, and I go and sit on Dex’s lap.
“What was that about?” he asks, looking amused. “Can’t take you anywhere babe.”
“Rake forgot one of his girls and…” I trail off, freezing up when I feel something. Putting Dex’s hands on my stomach I whisper, “Can you feel that?”
I know when he feels it, because his eyes widen with wonder. “Did she just move?” he asks.
“Yes,” I nod, feeling her kick again. I’d felt her before, of course, but nothing like this. Before it was just slight butterflies, but now she’s kicking the shit out of me. Dex kisses my stomach, and my heart melts.
“She’s going to be a soccer player,” he says, chuckling.
I roll my eyes. “Is that so?”
He kisses my cheek. “You know I’m riding out today.”
“I know,” I sulk. He’s going away on ‘club business’ and will be gone a few days. I don’t like it, but I don’t say anything. This is his life, and I knew what it was about before I agreed to be with him. Our relationship is new, and Dex is going to do what he has to do.
“Vinnie and two other prospects are staying behind to keep an eye on you, and Mary and the other women will be here to keep you company,” he says, turning my head to look at him.
“I’ll be fine,” he says, knowing that I’m worried about him. Whatever business they have, it’s not the kind one does in an office.
“If you even look at another woman…”
He cuts me off. “Don’t threaten me babe, and you know I don’t have eyes for anyone but you.”
“Fine but I don’t care who offers you hospitality with their women, you say no. There is no what happens on the road stays on the road with us.” I let my expression tell him how serious I am about this.
“Have you been watching Sons of Anarchy again?” he asks, body shaking with laughter. Jerk.
“Maybe,” I admit, shrugging sheepishly.
“I’m gonna miss you,” he admits, pushing my hair behind my ear. “I’ll call and message you when I can.”
“Yeah, I know,” I sigh. “I’ll just do my contract law assignments.”
And try not to fall asleep.
“Don’t go anywhere without Vinnie, alright babe?”
I promise him I won’t.
“I gotta get ready to head out,” he says, standing with me in his arms. Fuck, he’s strong.
“What? I don’t get goodbye sex?” I ask, pouting.
“Wasn’t that what we had an hour ago?”
“No that was morning sex,” I say sagely, nodding.
“Can’t leave my woman wanting, can I now?” he says.
He carries me into the room and slams the door behind him.
Chapter Eighteen
I ring my parents, but they just hang up on me. I stare at the phone for about twenty minutes, wondering what kind of shit people they are. So I got pregnant? I don’t really see that as a reason to cut me out, more like a reason to support me when I’m clearly vulnerable. I try to ignore the hurt but it’s hard. They were far from perfect parents, but surely they had to care about me just a little? I know I shouldn’t be surprised. I wasn’t when they kicked me out, but being a mother to be I guess I can’t understand cutting your child out of your life without so much as a backwards glance.