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"I've missed you so fucking much," I whisper.
Baby's eyes slide closed as she nods.
"Me too, Dex," she says softly. "Me too."
"That shit scared the damn hell out of me," I whisper, climbing in bed next to Baby.
"Me too, Dex," Baby says softly to keep from waking Issac. "Me too."
Her big blue eyes stare across the pillow at me. I smile. She's so fucking pretty, it hurts to look at her and know she's not mine.
Leaning forward, I brush my lips over her forehead.
"All right." I chuckle. "Cuddle up close. Otherwise, I'll likely have to get up and turn on the closet light."
She snorts. "Don't be a baby. I'll protect you."
I pull her hand to rest over my shoulder and smile at her across the pillow.
"Pssh, don't even play. That creepy-ass doll jumps out the closet and you're gonna be kicking me in the ankles. Talking about take him, I'm too pretty to die." I chuckle, quirking an eyebrow at her.
It's one of our ongoing jokes. I've heard it many times before, I get it. I'm pretty for a guy. I wouldn't mind being called handsome as fuck once in a while. It's still a compliment, though, so I'll take it.
Baby and I love horror movies. Any time we discuss a life or death situation that we might one day find ourselves in we joke, saying, "I'm too pretty to die, take him/her instead."
"You're ridiculous." She chuckles. "Go to sleep. I'm the one staring at the closet door."
Her jaw falls open, fear covers her face. "Oh my Lord, Dexter. Don't look now! The closet door just swung open."
"Oh, fuck you," I hiss, pulling the blanket up over my head.
"I'm just playing," Baby whispers in her thick accent. "Don't worry, Dex. I'll protect you. If all else fails, we'll sic Issac on that awful fucking doll."
"Yeah, at least I know I can run faster than that tubby fucker," I say, chuckling.
"That's awful." Baby grins. "Either we all survive or we go down fighting to keep each other alive."
It takes considerable effort not to blurt out, "I love you." It gets harder every day that passes. I've never vibed with anyone the way I do Baby.
Most people are interesting for only so long. Once you get to know them, they no longer hold that mysterious appeal. This is true for everyone I come across. Everyone except Baby Love McKinley.
I watch her face long after she falls asleep. Brushing my fingers over her lips and cheeks and yeah… I think I'm officially fucked.
Eventually I fall asleep, staring at her face.
I wake up some time later when Baby groans.
"You know Dexter's in the bed with us, right?" she whispers.
My eyes fly open and I watch Issac lean up over her shoulder and smirk.
Yeah, that fucker definitely knows I'm here.
My heart pounds in my chest. He knows how I feel about her. He's the one who told me that shit is between us. But he gave me the all-clear to make a move if she's receptive.
"Let him join." Issac shrugs.
He kisses over her naked shoulder, grinning at me like 'game on'.
