Awkward Meet Normal

Chapter Forty-One:

Annabelle:

I was not a girl who had bathroom bar sex. But yet apparently I was.

Dash escorted me back to the restroom after my second drink. This place made them strong. He was laughing in my ear as he helped me to the back.

They were one-stall restrooms, but they were pretty. This place had to have bathroom attendants to keep up with it. I opened the door without thinking, and Dash looked up at me, shocked by how fast it had been. I grab his suit coat and yank him in after me.

I was giggling into his chest as he followed my steps into the bathroom.

"Annabelle," he moaned his hands already all over me. His dick was already pressed up against me, and he was ready.

"I want it. Now." I moaned into him, my lips taking a kiss from him.

My hands start moving, and his belt and pants are undone in seconds. 

No one before Dash made me feel this way. Turned on all the time for him.

I was in a dress from work, and it made it, so this was less awkward for me. Especially after he tore my thong off, it was the hottest thing that had ever happened to me. He grabbed me, picked me up, and put my back against the wall. And then he fucked me in a way I had never experienced before. 

"Fuck I love you," he breathed out at the end. His breath was gone entirely. I felt ravaged and crazed.

"I love you," I breathed back into his mouth and then kissed him. "I have never had bathroom sex or bar sex" I smiled at him.

"It's the drinks," he said, lowering me and letting my feet find the ground.

"Maybe stop by my work sometimes after hours" I giggle into his neck.

He stiffens.

"Annabelle, I have daydreamed about fucking you on my office desk a million times." I slap his chest, and he mumbles, "I'm not kidding."

I had a feeling Dash thought about us having sex a lot.

He cleans up, washes his hands, kisses my head, and steps back out, pushing the lock in before closing it. I would now be walking around with no panties on.

When I returned to our table, the twins had been drinking a lot. "To celebrate the bet!" They clinked our drinks with theirs when we sat down.

This was the most conversation I had had with the twins. Normally their faces were buried deep in their phones.

"What is going on with you both?" I asked them.

They looked at me, confused.

I continue. "Normally, I see the top of your head from looking at your phones than I do your faces."

They both shrug at the same time.

Jack speaks first. "We have breathing room."

"You have a nine-to-five job. Ours is betting. We had to keep making bets and good ones to pay for our expenses. Now we have room to breathe. Not so worried about making sure we make enough for the week." Tyler said.

"That sounds stressful," I said, wondering how I would like to work with an unknown payment amount weekly. I would hate it.

"It's not bad," Tyler said.

Jack, who was feeling better, said, "not as bad as what you did to Ryan and Sydney."

I tap my fingers on the bar in front of me. "What did you hear?"

Tyler gave Jack the eye, but it didn't stop him from telling me. "He's been staying at a hotel. To get his shit figured out. Syd thinks you guys had an affair without her knowing."

My mouth drops slightly. I look at Dash. Scared I'll see what he thinks.

"I didn't. I would never do that to Syd. And because I don't see Ryan that way."

"I know," Dash said, wrapping his hands around mine.

Jack asked, "so, did he say he loved you?"

"He got names confused," I said, not wanting to think about it. I came out tonight to forget about it. And now I hear he is not staying with his wife.

"Interesting," Jack said.

"What is?" I couldn't take more info.

"Kyle and Ryan had a bet about you the first year you knew them. They wanted to see who could get you to date them first."

"They what?"

Jack shoved his arm. "She should know," Tyler said.

"Bro code," Jack said.

Tyler drained the rest of the liquor in his cup and shrugged. "It's not like she went for either one of them even when they were trying to get her."

They were trying to get me? How did I miss that?

"I didn't know," I said.

Jack chuckled. "No, you didn't know that Ryan was in love with you. And then Syd came along, and we all thought that nonsense was behind us."

And apparently it was just coming full circle. I lean back and listen to the twins and Dash start discussing the new club they would be opening up. My mind was running wild.

We leave the bar an hour later. The twins were a nice distraction, but they told me more than I ever needed to know. 

On the way back to Dash's house, I didn't put up a fight to go back to my apartment.

"You are too quiet."

I nod and realize he can't tell. "I had a huge crush on Ryan when I first met him" I see Dash's hands wrap around the steering wheel, his knuckles white.

"And how do you feel now?"

I wanted to laugh but couldn't find myself too. "I feel as if it was all so immature and small. Ryan has been my best friend for so many years. The person that I would text or call when something big happened. And now it's just gone."

"You know you can call or text me when something big or small happens," Dash said.

"I know," I said.

"But do you know?" He parked in his garage and looked over at me, turning the lights on in his car. "Do you know that I am crazy about you, and I want you to be around me all the time? That I need you to know how crazy I am about you. Because, evidentially, guys have not been good about that in the past, and I need you to know how I feel. Without a doubt."

I'm facing him full-on.

"Yes" is all I say.

"Yes, what?" He wanted me to repeat that I understood where his feelings stood with me. Instead, I throw something else out there.

"Yes, I'll move in with you."