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He uncovers the phone and smiles. “Did you hear that?” They go on talking with me perched on Dixon’s lap as he touches me instinctively.
It’s so nice to feel this comfortable with another person, especially knowing that all our secrets are out in the open. He knows my secrets, and I now know his. I know he’s ashamed for leaving his father in care. I also know that my gut instinct was right about Beth. Just the thought of her attempting to seduce him has my high slowly fading. But all of that is in the past. I understand why he didn’t tell me. It’s not a big deal. I mean, it’s not like they were involved or anything. The thought has me wondering what if they were. Could I ever get over it and be with Dixon anyway? Running my hand over his whiskers, I know that I could. If he were honest, then I could get over anything.
So no more lies. He’s accepted my horrible past, and it feels like he cherishes me more. A secret that I thought would hinder my future relationships has done the opposite because I’ve never felt closer to anyone in my life. I’ve forgotten about our fight because none of that matters now. The truth really does set one free.
“What are you smiling about?” he asks as he ends the call.
“Just how nice this is.”
When he raises a smug eyebrow, I playfully hit his arm. “Not that. I meant it’s nice that we can be honest with one another about everything. There are no more secrets between us.”
I notice a tic under his eye but write it off as me probably saying too much. I have to learn to control my feelings before I go and say something stupid like I love you.
“We should get ready,” he says with a slight strain to his voice.
Just as I wonder what’s wrong, I feel that he’s still hard. “Oh, sorry.” I quickly climb off his lap, realizing I’m probably not helping the situation in his pants.
He smiles and rises, kissing me on the forehead. “I’ll take a quick shower.”
I nod as I slip on my bra. I’m waiting for him to playfully suggest I join him as he’s done in the past. But he doesn’t. He sighs, appearing to want to tell me something, but at the last minute, he changes his mind.
When he walks down the hallway, I tell my overactive imagination to quit it with the conspiracy theories. Everything is where it should be, and I couldn’t be happier.
And just like that, my guilty conscience rears its ugly head.
This week has been wonderful, and not once have I regretted mydecision not to tell Madison the truth. But her statement earlier tonight reminded me of what a lying asshole I am.
“Is everything okay?” Madison asks as we walk to Finch’s front door.
I raise my head, realizing my eyes have been glued to the floor. I need to get a grip. “Yes, fine. I can’t wait for you to meet Finch.”
“Me either,” she says, smiling. “Will Debbie be here?”
Before I have a chance to press the doorbell, the door opens wide. “S’up, bitches!”
I look over at Maddy, who hides a smile behind her hand. “Sadly, yes.”
“Give me a hug, you sexy thang.” I step aside, presuming he’s addressing Maddy, but I’m caught off guard when he wraps his meaty arms around me. “Your turn next, Cherry Pie,” he promises over my shoulder while Maddy giggles.
“Get off me, you ape.” I push him away while Hunter chuckles. “And I’d appreciate you not calling my girlfriend a bitch.”
“Oh, girlfriend. My little boy is growing up,” he quips, wiping his eye.
Reaching for Madison’s hand, I flick him in the nuts as I walk past. “Too bad you haven’t.” I laugh as he clutches his junk and breathes heavily through his nose.
“Speaking of girlfriends, is your little redheaded friend attending this evening?” he asks, still clutching his balls as he closes the door.
Madison shakes her head as she looks up at me, confused. “No. I didn’t know she was invited.”
Hunter scoffs. “Of course, she is. Call her right now.”
He pulls out his cell, offering it to Maddy. She tentatively reaches for it, but I slap his hand away. “Nice try.”
Maddy appears completely baffled, but of course she is. She’s not devious like Hunter, and has no idea he’s playing her.
“You dial her on his phone,” I explain. “She’ll be subjected to heavy breathing, drunk dials, and dick pics from this pervert.” I know Hunter’s tricks. Hell, I taught him his tricks once upon a time.
Maddy screws up her face while Hunter slaps a hand over his wounded heart. “I’ll have you know I’m not into drunk dials.” However, he doesn’t dispute the other claims.
