Dawson
“F*ck my head,” I mumbled, grabbing my head that was pounding like King Kong was knocking on my brain What in the f*ck happened last night? I smacked my tongue on the roof of my mouth, ugh, I could rate how gross it is in there and I bet the smell was even worse
I looked around the room I was in. This wasn’t my room, and it definitely wasn’t Isha’s room looked to the left and saw the shelves full of packaged G.1. Joe figurines and realized I was in Ford’s room. Why was I in
Ford’s room?
I threw back the covers, noticed I was naked, and went to the bathroom to piss. I washed my hands and looked in the mirror. I looked like death. I used Ford’s toothbrush to get this God–awful taste out of my mouth. Afterward, I swished mouthwash three times until I was satisfied my horrible breath was eradicated. I went in search of my loves and some underwear. I opened the door to Isha’s room. It was empty I went to the dresser and got some of my underwear out and also a tank. I put on my clothes and went to the kitchen. Again it was empty. My brows furrowed. I made some coffee, got some IB Profrin from the cabinet, we kept it in, and downed four pills with a bottle of water. Once the coffee was done, I took a sip and sighed. That’s the stuff. I looked out the kitchen window and saw no one was outside.
I walked around the house and, not finding anyone, went downstairs to the basement. I heard a voice coming from the theater room. I slipped inside and saw a pretty Asian lady on the big screen. My family was in the front row all sitting next to each other, but only Isha’s face was in the small square in the corner of the
screen.
“And, how are you feeling now that you know that your ex won’t be bothering you ever again?” she asked Isha. “I feel a sense of relief. I don’t know what happened to him. I was just told that I would never have to worry about him again. I don’t want to know where he is, I just want him to never contact me again.”
“You seem to have a great support system. Why do you think you had a meltdown when someone knocked on your door?”
“I think it was just the fact that I didn’t know anyone was coming over. It was late and even though at that time I knew Jason wasn’t behind the door, a little part of me thought maybe it was him and I didn’t want to find out if it was true. I feel foolish really.”
I saw Mic bring her hand to his lips as he kissed her knuckles. Davis was behind her playing with her hair and Ford was on her other side, running his fingers up and down her arm in comfort.
“I want you to know that your reaction wasn’t foolish, but that it’s okay if you feel that way. Your feelings are very valid. You went through an ordeal, and it’ll take some time for you to feel more comfortable when you are alone. Lean on your guys, that’s what partners are for. Don’t try to handle things all on your own. Open communication is extremely important for a number of reasons. Also, make sure to listen to your partner’s suggestions too. Remember, they love you,” she said with a smile.
“Thank you Dr. Rylee,” Isha said with a genuine smile on her face. It made me smile to see her so relaxed. “Anytime Isha. You can call me whenever you need me. Let’s set up a bi–weekly session. I have Wed the twenty–eighth at 2 p.m. available. Will that work for you?”
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“Yes. Thank you again, Dr. Rylee.”
“You’re welcome. See you in two weeks.”
They said their goodbyes and then the screen went blank.
“Well, I think that went well. Don’t you think, Princess?” Ford asked,
“Yeah. Thank you for being here with me. All of you”
I felt a pang in my chest. They didn’t wake me up to join them. I slipped out of the room and went back to the kitchen. As I rinsed out my coffee cup, Isha’s arms came around my waist, her head leaning onto my back.
“Hey my big man. Did you sleep well?”
“I think I did,” I said, chuckling. I turned, picked her up, and put her on the counter so we could be face to face. I braced my arms on the side of her, and she ran her hands through my hair, her nails scratching my scalp. I moaned, it felt good. She started massaging my head and neck. A little whimper came out.
Her smile was brilliant. “Have a hangover?”
“Yeah,” I whispered. “I’m sorry, Isha, for leaving like that. I just needed to be alone. I feel like I’m failing you left and right.”
Her brows furrowed. “You aren’t failing me, Dawson. You aren’t in control of my emotions and actions, that’s all me. You’re my rock, Dawson. You’re the rock for all of us, and maybe that’s too much to put on your
shoulders.”
“NO!” I shouted. “Sorry, I mean no, it’s not too much. I love being the protector for all of you. It’s what I’m good at. That’s all I know.”
“Who’s the rock for you, Dawson?”
“I don’t need a rock, Isha. I need my men and my girl. That’s what I need. I need to know that you’re all safe, happy and content. That’s what makes me happy.”
“Don’t leave like that again. I mean it Dawson. You scared me. I felt like I had done something wrong, and you were leaving me.”
“Oh baby, I’ll never leave you. I promise. I just had it in my mind that I had failed you. That you didn’t need me, that none of you did. I was having a heck of a pity party. I don’t really know what happened after I left last night. It’s spotty, but I think I made out with someone, and I’m sorry. I want to be completely honest with you. I will do anything for your forgiveness.”
Her laugh was music to my ears, but I was confused.
“You made out with Ford. He told us everything this morning. He found you at a strip club. He said you were just sitting there while these two blondes were trying to get you to go to the VIP room with them, but you acted like they didn’t exist. But when Ford sat with you. You were all over him. He said it was very hard to resist you. Especially when you two were in the shower, and you wanted him to suck your d*ck.”
“Oh God,” I groaned.
“Are we good, Dawson? No more running away. Stay and talk with us when it gets to be all too much I promise to talk about my insecurities too. Also, we need a rule where one of you needs to have you…one on at all times so I can get a hold of one of you. I think if someone had answered my calls last night and told
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me James was coming over, I wouldn’t have freaked out like that.”
“You’re right baby. In our defense, we thought we’d be done before you woke up. I am so sorry?
“It’s okay now. I’m always going to need you, just remember that.”
“Okay,” I said. I leaned down and captured her lips with mine. I slipped my tongue into her mouth, and we kissed with all the love inside of us.
“What do you want to do today?”
“James and Ava are coming over. We are going to look at the drawings he made for my firm. He also said he had something to show you?”
“Oh, yeah, right,” I said, looking away from her.
“Communication?” she said with a cheeky smile.
“I promise, this is something that I will tell you later. It’s a good thing.”
“Okay, I trust you. Well, I’m going to go shower and get dressed. They should be here soon. Can you get the boys and make us some waffles? Baby and I want waffles, with strawberries and cream.”
I smiled at her. “Anything my baby wants my baby gets. Guess I should say my babies from now on.” She giggled. I helped her off of the counter and smacked her ass as she sauntered off. D*mn was I lucky b*stard. I had the best woman known to man. I went to find my men. I shook my head at my antics from the night before. I can’t believe I made out with Ford and then propositioned him.
I found them in the game room playing pool.
“There’s the man of the hour,” Ford said with a smirk.
“Hey, um sorry about last night,” I said. I could feel my face heating up.
“You mean when you kissed me at a strip club, groped me and then offered me your c*ck twice? Do you know how hard that was to resist? If I wasn’t such a great guy, Dawson, I would have sucked you off, and then I would have bent you over and f*cked that delectable ass of yours.”
I rubbed a hand over my face. Davis and Mic started laughing, and I scowled at them.
“I’m sorry Ford, really. I shouldn’t have put you in that position. But thank you for coming after me and keeping me from making any mistakes with other people last night.”
“You were pretty loyal, even sh*t faced. Even with me before I told you I was your boyfriend, you were doing pretty good at ignoring temptation.”
“Well, that’s good. Isha wants waffles, Who’s in on helping me with breakfast?”
They all were. I felt good. Lighter, like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. My babies were safe, my guys and I were back to being a unit, now that I’ve gotten my head out of my ass. Life was good again.
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