Leather Dreams

Plans

Plans (Chap 22)

Amaya pov:

After coming out of my lecture hall, I spot Dexter talking to Celean and go to join them will Milly.

Dexter was wearing a black compression shirt, short sleeves so I saw his muscular arms bulging out, subtly feeling irritated that other girls notice this as well.

"What do you think we should wear to the party?"

"What party?" I snapped put of my thoughts and glanced at Milly.

"The party...? Earth to Amaya!! It's Dexters birthday on Friday but we're doing a huge party for him on Saturday and Sunday for the weekend." She links her arm through mine.

"Wait, its Dexters birthday?? And his party is a whole weekend??!! Little excessive don't you think?"

She rolls her eyes and nudges me.

"How did you forget your own boyfriend's birthday? And you gotta get him a present for him, dummy."

"First of all he's not my boyfriend and second of all, can you help me find one?"

"Duhh, of course I'll help you. Anyways, he is your boyfriend though...you two literally are inseparable,"

"No we're just...." My eyes widen and I chew the inside of my cheek.

Shit...what are we? Are we a...couple? Or just friends...?

No. We're not either...maybe best friends..? That doesn't sound right either..

Urghhh screw my idiot overthinking brain.

"Milly, you up for Saturday still? And I'm assuming Amaya coming as well since its her boyfriends birthday,"
Celean grins at us before Dexter playfully punches his arm.

"Shut up, man. My birthday isn't that big of a deal anyways. Plus I'm spending my actual birthday with Luke," I could have sworn grey eyes glance at me before looking at Celean again.

"Don't worry the party is on Saturday. And Max already took care of the babysitter,"

"Wait...whose Luke? And what babysitter?" Milly looks between us confused.

Oh shittt. Dexter baited himself by accident. Nobody has told Milly about Luke and the fact that Dexter has a child.

Dexter immediately tenses and clenched his jaw, looking pissed off at himself meanwhile Celean looks down at the floor, inspecting a crumpled banana peel.

"He's my son...." Dexter mumbles and I cover Millys mouth so her scream is muffled.

"WHAT??"

We all sat her down in a quiet area and told her everything about what happened so far.

About Luke and Willa (his crazy ex groomer) and all of the threats happening to get back at Dexter.

Eventually after ages of convincing she calmed down and she said that she was a little hurt I didn't tell her but she understood why.

"Anyways....I still can't believe you're a father. You don't seem the type," she squints her eyes at him, scanning him.

"Oh he is alright. He's a real papi," Celean winks at me before Dexter wraps an arm around his neck and playfully squeezes.

"Will you stop?" Dexter glowers at Celean before turning to me, as I try to smother my smile.

"Alright, man. Loosen up. Dexter is no papi.............he's a daddy," Celean whispers to me, wiggling his eyebrows before Dexter tackles him again.