Page 89 of Unbreakable
“You’re right, you’re right!” I said, suspending my face over the freezer to let the cold air cool my burning hot face from stuffing down my laughter. I got the ice pack and went over to check his injury.
“Let me see it,” I said, and he shoved his butt up farther, giving out pathetic “OW” sounds all the way.
“It’s in my actual butt crack,” he moaned.
I pressed my finger into a spot at the top of his crack. “Like here?”
He let out another yelp that told me I’d found the spot. “Is the bruise huge?”
“There’s no bruise, baby. It’s just a little red. I’ll ice it and get you a blanket. Want me to get anything else?”
Dyl looked foolishly hot, his muscled body naked and stretched out on his stomach, his hands making a pillow for his head. He gave me his best doe eyes. “Can I have some mac and cheese please?”
I chuckled. “And you tell me not to treat you like the kids.”
We spent the rest of the evening with me feeding us bites of mac and cheese straight from the pot while we watched a show and giggled.
When we finally got up to bed an hour or so later, I bent over him to turn out his light.
“Was it worth breaking your butt?”
Dylan reached up to kiss me, tugging my face close to his. “It was worth my butt and the table, baby.”
THIRTY-FIVE
DYLAN
NOW | DECEMBER
Chappy
U did what to ur ass
Busted it
On what?
Jeannie and I had been doing stuff and I sat back on the dining table and it broke
(dead emoji)
“What’s’a’matter, Pickles?”Colton teased. “Jeanine kick your ass?”
I just grumbled in response, sitting down gently and leaning to the left when I got to our team meeting.
Leroy leaned forward. “You get pegged? You gotta use a lot of lube, my guy.”
A laugh rippled across the group. “How do you know that, Leroy?”
“It’s just what I hear,” he said, putting out his hands.
“How are things with her? You get your stuff worked out?” Lindberg asked.
I couldn’t help but get a soft smile. “I think we’re headed in the right direction.”
Coach entered at that point. “Alright, let’s get going—Sorrento, why are you sitting like you got a stick up your ass?”
A louder laugh broke out. “I think I bruised my tailbone.”
