Your Secrets Safe With Me-Dexter Morgan

Space

I felt disgusted. What the hell was wrong with me?!
I stayed in silence because I was so ashamed I actually caved into Frank.
We reached franks mansion and I did what any sane person in my place would do and rushed out the car even though I could hear Frank calling my name.
Nuh uh. Not happening again buddy.
I speed walked up the spiral stairs and into the bathroom, making sure to lock it. Right now I need space and I know Frank didn't understand the term personal space when it came to me. I walked towards the toilet seat putting the lid down so I could sit on it. But that did t last very long.
"Fucking Grace!" Frank yelled as he was banging on the door with his fist.
"What?!" I yelled back- he was getting on my last nerve. St this point I didn't care if he was going to show me his bad side.
"Open the fucking door!!"
"I'm using the bathroom!"
"No you aren't, fucking open the door or I'll break it down!!"
I groaned loudly before getting up and unlocking the door, swinging it open to reveal a frustrated/angry Frank looking down at me.
He was about to start speaking but I quickly cut him off putting my index finger up.
"Before you say a thing, I am not in the mood. The amount of fuckin work I had today has left me tired and now I would die to be left alone so that's why I left." I said in a matter of fact tone. I smiled internally at the fact that I was using work as an excuse wen really I was cuddling with Dexter.
"Space? Why would you need space?" Frank asked furrowing his eyebrows in annoyance.
"Because you drive me crazy!"
A smirk played on his lips. I swear to you, if he took that the wrong way I will shoot a frog.
What I actually meant was 'You're fucking insane and you drive me crazy' but sadly I spoke before I thought and now he thought I had a high school crush on him.
*face palm-mentally*
"Well why didn't you just say?" He said pulling me into him from my waist so my hands were on his shoulders.
Surprising how less than five minutes ago we were talking about giving me space and now I'm pressed into him.
"That's not what I meant." I snapped.
"You sure, because right now I think I want to hold you down in the wall while making you moan again." He said in a husky whisper.
"Get. Off. Me." I said trying to push him away.
Frank leaned down to probably start kissing me but the doorbell interpret him.
"Our guest are here sweetheart, get dressed then come down, don't take too long." He said letting go then kissing my forehead.
He walked away leaving me there in the hallway wondering. Who the hell is here? And why the hell are they visiting Frank of all people?

I know, I know - long time no see.
I'm sorry- I have started getting writers block but that's getting resolved slowly dw ladies and gentlemen.

Important question:
Should I start a mafia book?
I've thought about it for a while but I'm not sure.

Ramadan Kareem to all my Muslim readers 😇🙏🏻🌙☪💙

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