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"It's my job to referee the two of you?" Issac asks, quirking an eyebrow. "Are you gonna keep fucking up?"
"Oh, suck my dick," I growl, flipping him off. I pop off my chair and go in search of Baby.
"Hey," I say, sliding a hand over Baby's hip. "Nice of you to join the land of the living."
"Is it late?" she asks, blinking up at me.
"It's getting there," I say, grinning down at her beautiful face. "I was starting to think you decided to hibernate the rest of summer. Especially now that you're getting as big as a house."
I grin at her beautiful sleep-rumpled face as she frowns at me.
"You try being pregnant during the damn summer," she grumbles. "Traveling all over the damn country like I'm your groupie. Finally getting back to Florida, only to remember it's hotter than a witch's titty."
I laugh. Her accent is thicker when she's sleepy.
She used to joke all the time about being our full time groupie. She's cranky this morning and it's cute as hell.
"I heard you're leaving us?"
Baby sighs. "Just for a couple days. It sucks you guys won't be able to come."
"If there was any way around it, we'd skip it," I assure her.
It's one ridiculously stupid promo show keeping us from being with her in Tennessee. She's got her own connection to art and way fewer opportunities to be seen than Issac and I have these days.
"I know." Baby frowns. "I hate that I'll be in the same city as my dad, with no back-up."
"Pssh, who are you kidding, sweetheart? You'll have Riggs and Walker. They're practically porn material for your dad. He'll be trying to hide a stiffy just from seeing them in your orbit."
"Eww, Dexter. You're so lucky I'm past the puking stage of pregnancy," Baby grumbles.
Leaning in close, I give her a peck on the nose.
"You've got to admit your dad will be drooling at the prospect of them. He's always had it out for us," I say, glancing away.
Fuck. That sounded a little too vulnerable for my liking. Nothing gets to me. I'm the jovial, laid-back, easy-going guy everyone loves to party with. Chicks dig it, men too, but I don't think I could ever fall in love with a guy. Fuck one? Definitely. Cuddle and fall in love afterward? No fucking way. It's never going to happen. That's why Saint and I realized a long time ago that we were better off as friends.
"Hey, fuck him," Baby says, trying to push herself up to sitting. It doesn’t work. She gives up and grabs my shoulders, pulling me in for a lying-down hug. I hover over her on my forearms.
"Who gives a fuck what my father wants?" She laughs. "Certainly not us right, Dex?"
"You won't trade us in?" I ask, searching her face.
Baby actually gasps. "Fucking never." She slaps my chest. "You and Issac are stuck with me for life."
Fucking hell. Walker might know more than I gave him credit for. I dip my cheek down, marking her with my scent. Baby laughs. Her eyes sparkle, and it's so hard not to sink down and let her feel my raging hard cock. It's even harder not to kiss her silly.
Baby fucked me up when I told her I loved her and she shut me down. All of a sudden I was six years old, wondering why my mom couldn't love me.
Which is, yeah. It's a pretty fucked up comparison, but it's all I have to compare it to. I've never been in love with someone. I mean, I guess I loved my mom back before I realized how awful she is. And I love Issac, but being in love with someone is totally different.
My mom couldn't stand to look at me when I was growing up. She said I was the spitting image of my dad. And fuck, did she hate him. Maybe I did go back to flirting, but I never straight up disrespected Baby.
I'd never pull the shit my dad did to my mom. No matter what Riggs thinks. He's a dick of epic proportions. He came in with no idea about anything and decided I was the bad guy. Fuck him.
I didn't bring a single person back to the hotel or the penthouse because I never fucked a single fucking person, despite what everyone thinks of me. I'm so tired of people assuming the worst. I'm always there when someone needs me, and I never judge anyone despite the fucked-up shit they do. But they all have no problem judging me, and half the time it's for shit I didn't even do.
I can't wrap my head around what Walker said. I really fucking hope he was right. If he was, then Baby loves me, too, and we can work this shit out. For the better part of two months I've been trying to figure out how the hell I'm supposed to moveon from Baby Love McKinley. Even the thought makes me feel like I'm going to puke.
