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comes back in and helps me get up. Once I’m dressed and clean out the room, he takes everything down to his car, and we wait for my discharge papers.
After a few minutes of both of us playing on our phones, Dade breaks the silence. “So, how was it while I was gone? You and Liam are both still alive, so that’s a good thing.”
I look up and he must see the shock on my face. “What? It was fine. Same as always. Why do you ask that? Did he say something?”
His brow arches. “Does he need to say something?!”
I feel my face burn. “Oh, um… well no. Just that we fought, as usual, and other than that… it was fine.” I can’t look at him. He’s so going to know I’m lying.
“Right… so why are you blushing and stuttering and picking at your nails?” He asks flatly.
I glare at him. “Oh, shut up!” I snap it out. His face registers his shock at my tone. I’m sick of everyone treating me like a child. “You left him in charge of me, like a damned babysitter. Hello!” I point at my stomach. “I’m knocked up. I’m not married. I’m not even with the creep who got me pregnant.” He opens his mouth to say something, but I wave my hand in his face, stopping him. “I am twenty-three years old, Dade. I’m obviously not a virgin. Nothing happened because we hate each other. He cannot stand me. And the feeling is completely mutual! However, if I decided I wanted to sleep with him or anyone else, then you could not stop me. That is my decision to make!”
He’s grinding his teeth, but with that last comment, he spits out, “Now wait just a damned minute. The hell you will just sleep with people!”
That pisses me off. I raise my voice again. “You shut up! I didn’t say I would just sleep with people! I’m not like that! I know that Liam is like that! How do I know? Because just two days ago, I walked into his room and saw him having his dick sucked by yet another whore he’d just met five minutes before!” His face goes white at my language and tone. “ YES! Again. So, no I have no desire to add my name to his repertoire! Give me some credit, Dade! I have self-respect!”
He whispers, “You saw him? Again? I’m going to kill him! Why were you in his room, Clove?” His voice is strangled.
Rolling my eyes, I answer him. “Because I heard banging and groaning and thought he was alone. I went to make sure he was ok and walked in on it.”
Dade scrubs his hand down his face and groans, “Dammit, Liam!”
Just then there’s another knock at the door and a wheelchair is brought into the room by an orderly. He smiles at us. “If you’re ready to go, Miss Rodrigue, we can head out.” He turns to Dade, “Where are you parked?”
Dade grumbles that he’s in the garage. I tell the cute young man I can walk and I don’t need the wheelchair, but he says it’s hospital policy, and he has to wheel me out. Rolling my eyes again, I plop into the chair as Dade walks in front of us down the hall and catches the elevator before it closes.
Within ten minutes, I’m all loaded into the car and we’re heading for home. We don’t really talk on the drive.
As we pull into the yard, a fire red sports car is in the driveway, blocking the garage. Dade starts cussing under his breath.
Oh, shocker. Liam has another slut here. I’m not even out of the house a full day and yet another in the revolving door of skanks is here. Yeah, you don’t want or need any of that Clove!
Dade grabs my overnight bag that Bradi brought to the hospital yesterday and walks around to open my door and help me out. Slapping his hand away, I snap at him. “I’m fine. I can get out of the damn car all by myself!”
He snaps back, “Stop being a brat! You just got out of the hospital, so shut the hell up, and take my hand before I take you over my knee!”
I can’t help it. It’s so ridiculous that I laugh. “Take me over your knee? Seriously, big brother?!” I am cracking up.
He shrugs sheepishly. “Well, probably
After a few minutes of both of us playing on our phones, Dade breaks the silence. “So, how was it while I was gone? You and Liam are both still alive, so that’s a good thing.”
I look up and he must see the shock on my face. “What? It was fine. Same as always. Why do you ask that? Did he say something?”
His brow arches. “Does he need to say something?!”
I feel my face burn. “Oh, um… well no. Just that we fought, as usual, and other than that… it was fine.” I can’t look at him. He’s so going to know I’m lying.
“Right… so why are you blushing and stuttering and picking at your nails?” He asks flatly.
I glare at him. “Oh, shut up!” I snap it out. His face registers his shock at my tone. I’m sick of everyone treating me like a child. “You left him in charge of me, like a damned babysitter. Hello!” I point at my stomach. “I’m knocked up. I’m not married. I’m not even with the creep who got me pregnant.” He opens his mouth to say something, but I wave my hand in his face, stopping him. “I am twenty-three years old, Dade. I’m obviously not a virgin. Nothing happened because we hate each other. He cannot stand me. And the feeling is completely mutual! However, if I decided I wanted to sleep with him or anyone else, then you could not stop me. That is my decision to make!”
He’s grinding his teeth, but with that last comment, he spits out, “Now wait just a damned minute. The hell you will just sleep with people!”
That pisses me off. I raise my voice again. “You shut up! I didn’t say I would just sleep with people! I’m not like that! I know that Liam is like that! How do I know? Because just two days ago, I walked into his room and saw him having his dick sucked by yet another whore he’d just met five minutes before!” His face goes white at my language and tone. “ YES! Again. So, no I have no desire to add my name to his repertoire! Give me some credit, Dade! I have self-respect!”
He whispers, “You saw him? Again? I’m going to kill him! Why were you in his room, Clove?” His voice is strangled.
Rolling my eyes, I answer him. “Because I heard banging and groaning and thought he was alone. I went to make sure he was ok and walked in on it.”
Dade scrubs his hand down his face and groans, “Dammit, Liam!”
Just then there’s another knock at the door and a wheelchair is brought into the room by an orderly. He smiles at us. “If you’re ready to go, Miss Rodrigue, we can head out.” He turns to Dade, “Where are you parked?”
Dade grumbles that he’s in the garage. I tell the cute young man I can walk and I don’t need the wheelchair, but he says it’s hospital policy, and he has to wheel me out. Rolling my eyes again, I plop into the chair as Dade walks in front of us down the hall and catches the elevator before it closes.
Within ten minutes, I’m all loaded into the car and we’re heading for home. We don’t really talk on the drive.
As we pull into the yard, a fire red sports car is in the driveway, blocking the garage. Dade starts cussing under his breath.
Oh, shocker. Liam has another slut here. I’m not even out of the house a full day and yet another in the revolving door of skanks is here. Yeah, you don’t want or need any of that Clove!
Dade grabs my overnight bag that Bradi brought to the hospital yesterday and walks around to open my door and help me out. Slapping his hand away, I snap at him. “I’m fine. I can get out of the damn car all by myself!”
He snaps back, “Stop being a brat! You just got out of the hospital, so shut the hell up, and take my hand before I take you over my knee!”
I can’t help it. It’s so ridiculous that I laugh. “Take me over your knee? Seriously, big brother?!” I am cracking up.
He shrugs sheepishly. “Well, probably
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