Hopelessly Flawed

Chapter 13 - Answers To The Questions

Flustered, she nodded slowly as she took a sip of her drink not completely sure how she felt with the vague new knowledge on the mystery called Dean Kingsley just when her phone could be heard chiming in her purse.
"Could you get that for me, my hands are all greasy. If it's Harley or my cousin Jordan ignore please."
Doing as she pleased, he read the three texts that had popped up on her screen to which caused a wry chuckle to escape him.
"What's so funny?"
Her head peeked over his shoulder as he moved the phone's screen in her direction causing her face to scrunch up a little.
"Your boyfriend is texting you. Apparently he 'had fun last night' and he'd 'like it if we can get together again sometime'. Guess you had fun huh."
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"Dean..it was nothing", Robyn responded hesitantly.
The gal couldn't tell if he was jealous or simply annoyed at the new knowledge of last nights unplanned events.
"I was drunk. I don't even remember half the things i did last night okay? Don't dwell on it" "What is it exactly that i shouldn't dwell on Robyn?"
His voice was deep and clearer than ever however she was still unsure how he felt. Maybe with time she'll learn to understand the depth of his expressiveness.
"We drank, danced, and made out.." "Hm."
After tossing in the closest trash can the paper bag filled with the garbage of their greasy meals, as soon as he hopped back in the car he started the ignition with that same attitude.

Parked in front of her condo, silence filled the air awaiting for someone to speak. Robyn couldn't find herself to simply walk out and he, to tell her to get out like he would have if it were any other woman.
The thing is, she isn't like every other woman he's encountered and to her, Robyn couldn't remember the last time a man made her feel so small to where she couldn't think clearly when around him.
Breaking the silence, Dean let his phone ring till it went to voicemail causing Robyn to let out a soundless titter.
"What is it?" "I just think it's funny how, you're one to talk when your phone's always buzzing n' shit. I'm sure you've got all your hoes texting you at once."
Passing his tongue over his full lower lip, he unlocked his phone and handed it to her.
"Browse through my messages, i've got nothing to hide from you."
Confused on his intent, she narrowed her eyebrows before scrolling through his unlimited amount of unanswered messages from different phone numbers and saved ones.
In her perspective, seemed as if all contacts with a dot next to their names were important and a tiny grin creeped on her lips when she found hers with it as well.
"Hold on, i see someone named Angel and you responded not too long ago."
Robyn sounded as if she'd won whatever childish fight they were currently playing which only made him nudge the side of her chin with his knuckles.
"Angel is Iris's contact. It's short for her middle name, Angela. Try again Sherlock."
Sucking her teeth now feeling like a little shit, she was going to hand him back his device just when she spotted two unanswered text messages sent by Naomi from earlier this week.

naomi (W): you are unbelievable!
naomi (W): so you're just never going to tell me why you switched agents? whatever Dean you're full of shit

Lifting the space grey coloured device in his direction, his eyes rolled reading the 'irrelevant' messages he had completely forgotten about before grabbing it from her.
"What was that about?"
Dean threw his head back on the cushion with a sigh in response that prompted her eyebrows to furrow as she repeated herself like he didn't understand the first time.
"Forget it Robyn. You guys already have your issues, i don't want to give you a reason in adding another one" "You said nothing to hide remember?" "Uh, well we fucked a couple of times before i met you..of course."
Robyn scoffed immediately feeling repulsed by the thought of her father's whore---assistant having any relation with Dean. It had happened before they got 'together' but why was she still undoubtedly triggered?
"Is that what you do? Sleep with everyone you hire then move along when you're finished?"
It was her turn to have an attitude and he understood where she was coming from however, she didn't know the full story.
Placing a firm hand on her knee, a small tingle ran through her forcing her to refrain from speaking again and cross her arms over her chest. He practically already had trapped with the way his dark eyes pierced hers though, she made a mental note not to fall into whatever scheme he was trying to pull. No matter how dashing and sexy he looked in his all black outfit.
"No that's not what i do Robyn-" "Your actions speak otherwise.. Look i don't know exactly what we are but please tell me something now cuz i refuse to get played by you at the end of the day-" "I understand" "Do you?- Wait, what about your assistant, you slept with her too? Fuck Dean.."
The jealousy she was demonstrating at that moment almost made him smirk in her presence but he knew she'd loose her shit if he did. Robyn had quite a temper and an attitude when pushed to the edge of her patience.
"I'm aware my reputation with women isn't very credible but please, i'm not a walking sex machine. I will admit i've had my fair share of one nights stands, pointless flings and failed relationships that didn't last for many reasons."
Oh boy.
"Though, what separates you from them is that you're tolerable" "Ha. Woww that makes me feel so much better?", Robyn added sarcastically with a slight roll of her eyes. "That's not what i meant- well it is but like-"
Him scrambling to find the proper words to say was adorable to observe. However in his perspective he was getting annoyed with his lack of expression knowing that she wasn't anyone to toy with or he rather not toy with.
She is the type of woman who needed to be presented with legit facts or else everything would head south and that was not in his plan nor hers with whatever this was.
"It's because when you- i'm around you..you bring out this, this side to me that i haven't se- or anyone else hasn't seen in a long time", she bit the lower side of her lip as a question lingered at the back of her mind. "That side to you, is it good?" "Robyn i don't know how many times i have to explain to you that i like you. I'm not used to doing anything like this..explaining myself that is..not everything in my life has been good or enjoyable for awhile now but whatever this is, i'm, well i'm enjoying it."
She couldn't help but finally slip up and go against her word with an adorable smile spreading across her lips feeling content with his choice of words. It was kind of attractive as well how he was getting slightly irritated at her questioning his intentions. Dean didn't seem like the type to lay everything all out on the table for her to see therefore she appreciated his honesty because likewise, she felt something for him even after repeatedly trying to deny it.
"So fuck that, what was it again?- Scott guy from the club cuz i'll be damned if he tries something on you again."
Distracting him from his mini speech, she slowly pulled him in by his jaw and pressed their lips together for a tender kiss. His tongue glazed her bottom lip just as she pulled away, too quickly to his liking.
"Fuck. Don't do that to me" "Do what?" "Kiss me like that..i have plans soon but you're making me think otherwise" "Nope. Don't blame it on me for your thoughts. It's not my fault i'm this desirable to you."
She shrugged with a wave of her hand in a conceded manner causing him to laugh.
"Mhm yeah. But it is your fault for letting me desire you."
Dean moved so swiftly that she hadn't realized he was this close to her until his lips cascaded over her neck, leaving light kisses as her eyes shut and her hand clung to his nape.
"Mm-" "What's the matter? Can't resist me now?"
Brushing past her earlobe, he proceeded to leave his stains of affection onto her jawline till he finally reached the level of where she truly wanted to feel his lips in synch with hers.
His hand caressing and moving up her thigh added onto her change in mood that he was solely in control of.
Shattering the moment, he backed away with a mischievous grin leaving her heartbeat to normalize with a confused expression plastered all over her face.
"Look who's desirable now" "Wha- You're such a dick."
She pouted once she reached for the door handle, childishly exaggerating her current disappointment.
Before she could shut the door, he grabbed onto her wrist in attempt of getting her attention just once more.
"I have this thing in a couple of days, i don't want to go but i've been told it's a, uh, a necessity. Would you care to accompany me? Me the 'dick' that is" "You choose the best moments don't you?" "Always", he shot back once he let go. "So you mean as in your second attempt of making me your date? Hmm i don't know? After that revelation of Naomi..i might have to think about it" "Oh come on. What you already have plans with Scotty boy? Or is it Corey?" "Don't turn this on me pretty boy" "I'll pick you up at five on Thursday. Wear something short and hot. Don't forget."
With that demanded, he reached for the vehicle door, shutting it himself and sped off not forgetting to let her spot that marvellous smirk of his.