Page 69 of Baby Daddy

CHAPTER 28

Dee

Tyson sound asleep, I took a quick shower and made myself some tea. Shrouded in a terrycloth robe, I settled onto the couch and nursed my hot beverage. I couldn’t get Drake’s proposition out of my head. He wanted me to be his pretend girlfriend. The more I thought about it, the more it enraged me. He was using me though I wasn’t sure for what purpose. Whatever the reason I didn’t like it one bit. In fact, maybe I wouldn’t even go through with it. Taking another sip of my tea, I wished my sister were home. I needed a sounding board because when it came to Drake it felt like someone stabbed me in the brain. I couldn’t think straight. I’d be lying if I said he didn’t affect me. He did on every level, playing with my heart, my body, and my mind. And the epicenter of carnal lust, my soul.

As I set my mug down on the coffee table, a loud pounding at the door startled me. My heartbeat accelerated and every nerve in my body stood on edge. Oh, God! Kyle?

“Dee, are you there? Fucking open up!”

I heaved a sigh of relief. It was Drake. But as soon as I exhaled, my relief morphed into anger. What was he doing here? I thought I made it loud and clear to stay away. Tightening the belt of my robe, I headed to the front door and unlocked it.

“Dee, are you okay?” The words spilled out of his mouth.

I studied him. He looked totally disheveled, worry etched deep on his face.

“I’m fine. Why are you here?”

The expression on his face softened a little. “You scared the shit out of me.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Why didn’t you answer your phone? I called you a dozen times.”

“I heard it ringing, but it was in the trunk.”

“What about five minutes ago?”

“I was in the shower.”

His eyes roamed down my body. I was suddenly very conscious of the fact that I was stark naked beneath my robe.

“Tell me what’s going on.”

“It’s fucking Kyle. I ran into him right after In-N-Out.”

My heart dropped to my stomach. “Oh my God. Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”

“I’m fine. I was worried he was going to come here and harm you and Mighty.”

“Oh, Drake!”

“Thank fucking God, the two of you are okay.”

Before I could take my next breath, he hauled me into his strong arms and all the anger I harbored melted away. His beating heart sang in my ears. One arm still roped around me, he stroked my damp hair before tenderly kissing my scalp.

“Jesus, Dee, I couldn’t live if something happened to you or Ty.”

“We’re good; we’re good,” I repeated softly, realizing how much we meant to him. “Come on in. Would you like some tea?”

Cradling my face in his large hands, he chuckled. That sexy sparkle in his eyes returned. “A whiskey would be more like it, but for you, I’ll settle.”

Five minutes later, we were stretched out on the couch both drinking tea, me spooned against his body. In between sips, he nuzzled my neck.

“What are you wearing beneath your robe?” he breathed against me.

A coy smile, which he couldn’t see since my back was to him, curled on my lips. “Use your imagination.”

“Mmmm.” I could hear the smile in his voice. “You’re such a tease.”