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Dak 🏈

It's coming. Wait for it.

"What the hell was that Dak?!" Kimberly exclaimed, flailing her arms around.

There it is.

I shrug, driving with one hand.

"Oh so you don't know? Well let's recap: "You can't fix what isn't broken Doc." What the fuck man!" She said.

"You need to calm down." I say.

"No. I'm not going to calm down! Dak, I love you, I really do. But if something is wrong, you need to tell me." She said.

"Nothing is wrong Kimberly." I say.

"Are you sure? Because that was not like you. I know you Dak." She said.

I shook my head, letting her know that I'm fine.

"Dak please. All I want is for us to communicate. Isn't that what you want?" She said.

"Yes." I mumble.

"Then talk to me." She said.

It was silent for a couple minutes. Her looking at me as I kept my eyes on the road.

We had got caught up in traffic, so once my phone buzzed, I checked it. Another message from her.

Dayoneish, 11:45 AM
Daddy, I'm horny.

I smirk at the message, but quickly wipe it away once Kimberly shoots a look my way.

"You have a meeting don't you?" She said.

I slightly nod as she sighs.

"Stop the car." She said.

"What? Why?" I ask.

"I'm gonna walk it. Just stop the damn car." She said.

"In the middle of traffic Kimberly? No. Are you crazy?" I say.

"Yes! Now open the damn door and let me out." She said.

"No." I say.

"I will break this damn window Dakota. Let me get out of the car." She protested.

I pull over to the side, out of the lanes. She tries to get out but the doors are locked. I grab her arm to get her attention.

"Stop. Listen to me." I say.

"Get off of me." She said.

"Kimberly." I say.

"Let go." She said, staring straight into my eyes.

"Cut it out." I say.

"Shut up. You don't tell me what to do." She said.

I angrily turn off the car.

"What's up? What do you want? Huh? What the hell do you want me to do?" I say.

"I want you to love me the way you used to." She said.

"I do love you!" I say.

"No you don't!" She said.

"What do I have to do to prove it to you?" I say.

"Let me out of the car." She said.

"No. Think of something else." I say.

"Dak I'm serious. Let me out of this damn car! Now!" She yelled.

Who tf she getting loud at?

"KIMBERLY!" I say.

"WHAT?!" She screamed.

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