Cowboy Baby Daddy - Page 544

When the jolting electric waves shoot through me, I pull my head back and forget any care as my body responds, immaculate, to his every movement.

My heart is pounding, and I could swear I feel the earth shift beneath and around me, though the waves continue to wash over my body.

“I love you,” I whisper as the pulse starts to recede and he smiles as he presses himself into me over and over.

“I love you, too,” he says, and I have a feeling that things are never going to be the same again.

Chapter Sixteen

The Other Side

Dane

The most beautiful morning greets me when I wake, but it’s easily overtaken by what I have to do next. I have to tell Wrigley not only can I not be in a relationship with her, but we’re going to have to stop seeing each other entirely.

Sure, we could stay friends, but I have a feeling she’s not going to be thrilled about that particular option.

I might have been able to enjoy the morning more completely if it didn’t mirror the morning that Wrigley and I spent right after I told her that I wanted to be in a relationship with her.

Yeah, I kind of bungled this one from the start.

Oh well.

Before anything else happens, I need to tell Wrigley what’s going on and that we can’t see each other anymore.

You know, even a few days ago, I would have just avoided the situation entirely: Wrigley being a little batshit crazy and all, but after the conversation we had over coffee yesterday—I don’t know. This might not be so bad.

My first instinct is to just give her a call and drop the news that way, but that seems like the coward’s way out. We’ve been whatever we’ve been long enough that she deserves to hear it face-to-face.

Besides, she was actually supportive when presented with the information that I have a thing for Leila. Supportive might not be the right word, but it’s close enough to feel somewhat confident.

I make the call.

“Hello?”

“Hey, it’s Dane,” I tell her.

“Hey,” she says. “Did you and your roommate have your little talk?”

“Yeah,” I say. “I think we should probably discuss that face-to-face, though. What are you doing later?”

“It’s Sunday,” she says. “I have fuck-all planned. What about lunch?”

“Okay.”

The conversation is pretty short. I don’t know why, but it’s a bit unsettling to me how smoothly this is going.

Leila’s off planning her move with Mike. I don’t really like the guy, but as I’m going to lunch with Wrigley, I really can’t say anything about it.

I take a quick shower and get dressed.

Wrigley and I didn’t really set a time, she merely finished off her part of the conversation by saying, “We’ll go when you get here.”

I guess I’m picking her up, then.

When I get to Wrigley’s, she’s wearing a slinky peach-colored top with no bra, and I guess it’s a skirt.

“Ready to go?” she asks.

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