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I hoped it was the former and not the latter.
“Good.” She went on, “Get her to talk.”
I was planning on it. By pissing her way the hell off.
Then, hopefully, doing what we did best, reconnecting with our bodies. The one and only thing that we could always do that put us on the same page.
I didn’t know if this was the best time for it. I mean, it’d been three and a half weeks since she’d miscarried.
Hence why I’d called Ande in the first place.
To make sure that we were allowed.
I’d had her call her doctor and ask for me.
“Can she have sex?” I asked Ande.
Ande winced. “I mean, yes. She can. I’m not going to say that she’s going to want to, though.”
I shrugged. “I’m not going to say she does or doesn’t, but I’m about to make her really, really pissed off. And we do our best talking after…”
Ande held up her hand so I wouldn’t finish. “I do not want to know.”
“Love you, Ande,” I said. “Gotta go.”
I was a nervous wreck.
I just wanted to get Shayne to leave the bed…
Drawing in a fortifying breath, I headed into the bedroom and flipped on the light.
She shifted, pulling the blanket up high over her head.
I ignored her and the way she looked and headed for the closet where I pulled out a pair of her jeans, a t-shirt that was mine, and a sweatshirt that was also mine.
Catching socks on the way back to the bed, I ripped the covers off of her body and threw them to the ground.
She glared hard at me.
Even with her hair a greasy mess, she was still the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
“Time to get up,” I urged.
She rolled over, giving me her back, and… I lost it.
I ripped the sheet off next, then her pants.
“What are you doing?” she squeaked as she tried to pull her sweatpants—my sweatpants—back on.
I could say that, at least.
Over the last month that she’d been here, she’d been wearing all of my clothes.
I didn’t think I even saw any of her clothes in the laundry over the last month besides her panties.
The next thing to go were her underwear and the t-shirt—again, mine. I hadn’t seen that particular one since high school, which made me smile inside.
Hell, over the last month, I’d seen a lot of my clothes that’d mysteriously gone missing over the years.
