Yes Please || c.g. {complete}

Showered

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.Carl.

The day of Layla's baby shower had arrived, and I was somehow conned into helping Debbie, Fiona, V, and Stella with setting up for her party.

"Isn't this the girls' job?" I groaned, dragging a table over to where Debbie had ordered it.

Stella came and put a plastic tablecloth over it. "We need your muscles," she grinned at me.

"Carl this is your baby we're showering, so just shut it," Fiona replied, flicking me in the head as she brought a centerpiece over to the table.

"Ow, Jesus!" I muttered.

"Now do you remember your jobs today?" Debbie asked me, looking down from hanging the Baby Gallagher banner she'd made.

I sighed. "I'm picking her up at 10:45 to have her here at 11:00. I'm coming back at 1:45 to say hi to people, pose for pictures, and load presents in the car."

"Good," Debbie smiled. "And Lip and Ian will help with that last part. They already promised."

"Kev's gonna help us with tear down," V called from across the room.

"Awesome!" Debbie called back. "Okay, now where are the finger sandwiches?" She darted off again.

I looked at my watch. It was almost 10:30, so I let them know I was heading home to get Layla.

When I walked into our apartment, I was not prepared for how amazing she looked. She wore a tight, white, crocheted dress that put every curve on display. The front was so low cut, I was practically salivating looking at her.

"Hi," she smiled as she leaned against the counter.

"I...uh..." I stammered. "Wow."

She looked down. "It's a bit much, I know. Stella helped me pick it out."

I raised my eyebrows as I continued to look her up and down. "Stella must not want you to get to your shower on time, because she'd have to know how badly I want to fuck your brains out in this dress."

Layla laughed and her cheeks turned red. She picked up some sheer floral thing and draped it over her shoulders.

"No, oh god, what is that?" I whined as she took away most of the view.

She laughed. "It's a kimono, because this is Chicago in March, and this dress is not weather appropriate."

"That dress is not appropriate, period," I smirked. "God damn. Good thing this is all chicks at this thing."

She giggled and rolled her eyes at me as she picked up her purse.

I had been so distracted by her, I forgot I also had to let the dogs out. "Shit. One second."

I leashed them up and brought them down to the grass out front. The cold air was a good thing for me, because I was still thinking about Layla in that dress, and I definitely had a boner. Fuck...no one should be allowed to look that good.

I realized I was just standing there, and the dogs were finished and ready to go back up. I shook my head and we headed inside.

I took their leashes off and petted them both before playfully extending my hand out to block Layla from my vision.

"Hey!" she laughed. "What are you doing that for?"

"My boner just went away outside," I replied. "If it comes back, that dress will be shredded on the floor and you won't be making it to your shower."