Home Is Ours ('Home Is' Book Three - Daryl Dixon)

Chapter 16 - Hate Me (Escape The Fate)

NATE

Daryl snorted, then flipped himself over. Dragging my hand and all the bedclothes with him.

Blankie hog!

I could  just lay here and gaze longingly at him. But I'd much rather throw a leg over instead. Give him the kind of loving that's so beyond skanky, nasty and unladylike?

There'll be no doubt whatsoever. I'll be going straight to hell afterwards  😈

Instead, I race my fuckstrated hoochie upstairs. To sluice that trollop and her snail entourage down the drain. 

Then dress in yet another  of his fave and barely-there lingerie ensembles. As I've done every day since he came home.

I mean, a girl's gotta remain optimistic. So she won't succumb to silly bouts of dickpression. Right?

Yup, I've woken up on the ummmm....slutty side of the bed yet again. Hardly surprising, given my prolonged 'dry spell'. 

If it hasn't already healed over from neglect? Plumes of dust will probably puff out from my hoo-ha whenever I cough.

Like I said, I could've  woken my man. And then shagged him right back into unconsciousness.

But I honestly can't bring myself to do it.

Dixon's only been home for a little over ten days, the last three of those spent here in Alexandria. He's still knackered and emotionally fragile. Trying really hard to settle back into being Daryl. The man, the hubby....a Dad. And peopling again after so long too.

Plus he's missing and mourning Rick dreadfully. But then, he always will  😔

I guess, I'm just more than anxious is all?

Because I don't want him to feel pressured and rush him in any way. Or even worse, have him believe I've simply been awaiting his return. So I can climb him like a tree the very first opportunity I get.

No matter how badly I need to love him and make him all mine again? Daryl has to need and want me too.

Except....he doesn't  😩

He's made no overtures of the wanting  kind whatsoever. Other than some deeply loving kisses and sleepy cuddles.

So, I'm trying really hard to respect where he's at and remain patient. Because he'll always be worth the wait.

However, if he starts kissing my temple or biting my neck? I disavow myself of all responsibility for any subsequent actions undertaken by MOI!

Just sayin 😊

Okies! It's a brand new day, Derpa. Things to bugger up, people to piss off and all that.

So, if we can't be busy fucking? Then it's time we get fucking busy.

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Daryl, Jorge and the Mutt left after brekkie. And soon, there'll be one less secret I'll have to keep for another.

Well, kinda....?

Alfie and I spent our morning playing in between a little housework. So we're only just making our way to Mich's house now.

I'll see if she needs anything. Then take Juju off her hands for a while so she can rest up. And maybe get myself an intro to this Jocelyn friend of hers?

Haven't met her as yet, as I didn't want to intrude upon their reunion time. Plus I've been busy myself. Helping Eugene with some maintenance jobs around the place before winter sets in properly.