Page 30 of Dex

“We needto pick a name for the baby,” I tell Addy, as she helps Penny load the table up with food. I am forever telling her to sit her arse down but she never fucking listens to me. Today marks her thirty weeks of pregnancy. Penny is sitting in at twenty-five weeks and a few weeks ago, she and Liam found out they were also having a baby girl. They have already chosen a name, but Addy and me are still at loggerheads over a name for our mini Castle.

I love seeing my girl and my best friend’s girl carrying our kids together. It’s something I have wanted but I had always pictured my future with Fiona. But a wise man once told me ‘Shit happens when you party naked. You can’t stop it, you have no control over it. You have to take each new day as it rolls in.’ I had just laughed at him at the time, because his advice was wacky as shit. He was getting a tattoo of a skeleton mermaid with the name ‘Doreen’ resting on the mermaid’s outstretched hand. That tattoo has always stuck with me because four days after I did the blokes tattoo, I lost Fiona.

“Well, I have told you the names I like and you keep whining about them. So don’t blame me when our little girl is born and we have no name for her and we call her ‘baby’ for Lord knows how long,” she shoots back at me. She twirls a strand of hair around her finger and smirks at me. She re-coloured her hair last week. Gone was the two-tone hair I am used to her having. Now she is a blush-rose colour, Addy corrected me when I told her that her hair looked a reddy-brown. It suits her perfectly.

“Baby, I have picked perfectly good names as well. But you being a stubborn woman refused every one of them,” I smart off.

“Of course I did, they were bloody stupid names, Dex. For crying out loud. Who the hell names their daughter ‘Luna’? Can you imagine her being picked on in school - ‘Luna Castle’. Give me a break, Dex. Our daughter will have a pretty but bad arse name. Simple.” She turns around, fussing with the plates on the table.

“I like ‘Luna’,” Jay chimes in. Addy huffs but doesn’t turn around.

“Fucking typical. Side with your brother.”

“What names do you like, Ads?” Liam asks her from the seat next to me.

“I have a few that I like. But shithead over there doesn’t like any of them,” Addy replies as she turns back to face us.

“We have to pick one that we both like. I am not settling on a name just because we can’t decide. We have 10 weeks, maybe less, so we need to get cracking. Plus, we need to sort the nursery out at my place.” I wink at her. She pokes her tongue out at me and crosses her arms, pouting. She still hasn’t moved back to BH, but she does sleep at my place a few times a week, it is a start but I fucking hate it. I had a run in with Lauren one day and she made a few threats.

Iwas walkingout of Addy’s bathroom to female voices. I pulled on a pair of running shorts once I dried off and I was running the towel over my head as I walked towards the girls. One I knew as Addy but I couldn’t place the other, until I saw her. Lauren. Addy’s new best friend. That woman had the mouth of a sailor and the attitude to match. But, in a way, I was glad because she was very protective of my girl. They are talking about going baby shopping, getting things for the nursery. Addy stops talking when she sees me. I wink at her and she licks her lips.

“Nope. Turn around and put more clothes on, right now, Mr,” she tells me. I smirk at her and shake my head slowly.

“Nope. It isn’t my fault that you can’t keep your hands to yourself. You are lucky I threw on the shorts, babe.”

“She isn’t the lucky one, bud, because believe me, if you had walked out of the bathroom stark naked and forced me to see the goods, then you, Mr Castle, would be missing a few goods.” She air quotes the word ‘goods’. “In fact, give me an excuse to make some ‘goods’ disappear. I haven’t had a good cock and ball cutting session in a while. Just ask my sister’s ex-boyfriend.” She smiles sweetly at me and I shit you not my balls and my cock drew up into my body. This woman scares the ever loving fuck out of me. I think every man should be scared of her. I see Addy cover her mouth with her hand, trying to hide her smile from me. Little shit. But with me being the guy that I am, and the guy that almost most women love, I grip the ends of the towel and hook it around my neck, making my biceps bulge more. Addy’s eyes fill with lust as always. That girl could never not love my arms. She loves arm porn, as she says. I smirk at the two ladies standing in front of me.

“The last thing on your mind would have been to cut off my cock and balls, Lauren. You would have been drooling and on your knees in a shot.” Addy gasps.

“DEX!” I keep my eyes locked on Lauren. She cocks an eyebrow at me and holds my gaze. My smile falters a little when she steps towards me. Our eyes stay locked in a challenging way, each of us daring the other to look away first. She stops inches from me but I don’t get a chance to say anything. Her hand shoots out and she grips my dick in her hand, she squeezes just to make a point.

“I get on my knees for one man, Mr Castle, and it is most certainly not you.” She adds another squeeze and my breath catches. “Now don’t get me wrong, my girl here is a lucky bitch, because even soft, I need two hands to cup you fully. So I can only imagine how much you like your ‘goods’. So treat her right and you will get to keep them and make more mini Castles.” She looks between us and adds, “But you both need to decide where the baby’s nursery will be, because it is shitty that you are living apart.” She winks and turns back to my girl. Effectively letting my dick and balls go. I watch as she kisses Addy on her cheeks and walks out of her apartment. I just stand there and watch her go. What the fuck just happened? Addy walks over to me with a big smile on her face.

She pats my cheek. “You will get used to her.” With that, she walks into the kitchen.

“DEX!” I hear my name being yelled, snapping me out of my thoughts. I blink a few times and look towards Liam who is calling my name. Everyone is smiling at me.

“What?” I ask casually. Like fuck if I will ever admit to being scared of Addy’s friend.

“We were talking baby names and you zoned out, man. You okay?” I nod.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I look over to Addy. “Baby, you need to move home full time. This part-time shit is bollocks. It is time for you to come home.” With that, I get up and walk into the house. I need another drink. I have told her a shit load of times that I need her home with me. I asked her once if she didn’t feel comfortable living in the house that Fiona and I bought. She made it very clear that living in Fiona’s house didn’t bother her. She told me she would never expect me to cut Fiona’s memory out of my head. I just don’t get why she won’t move in with me.

“Babe?” Addy’s voice comes from behind me. I brace my hands on the worktop and drop my head. Taking in a deep breath, I tell her how I feel.

“Baby, it is killing me not having you with me at home. I fucking hate not going to bed with you every night. I fucking hate not going to sleep with you every night. I want to feel my daughter move, every time. But I know I miss out on loads when we are apart. I fucking hate it.” I try to control the pain in my voice. I feel her soft hand on my back. Her hand rests on my bicep.

“Okay,” she whispers. My head whips around to face her.

“Okay?”

“Okay,” she says again.

“Okay. As in ‘Okay, I will move back home with you, Dexter. The man in my life. The man who makes me come like no other man can.’ type of okay?” She smiles and nods her head.

“Yes, Dex. The type of okay that says ‘I will move home with the man that can make me scream his name in orgasm like no man has before or ever will again.”

I growl. “Don’t talk about you being with other fuckheads.” She rolls her eyes at me. “You are mine, Addison Castle.” I wink at her.

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