Can't Get Enough | Danny Amendola

Chapter 29

I locked the door as Clay trotted over to his bed. "You sleep tight buddy," I told him. I moved over, squatted down in front of him, and placed a kiss on his furry little head. "I love you."

He looked up at me with those big golden puppy eyes and watched as I turned the lights off and made my way to the bedroom. When I got inside, I left the door ajar and slid into the warm covers beside Danny. I bid him a glance and leaned over to turn off the lights. He looked beyond adorable when he was asleep. His mouth was just slightly open, and his dark hair a mess from our mini make out session after dinner.

As I leaned back into the pillows to adjust myself, Danny began shuffling. "Mmm, come here," he whispered as he reached over and pulled me into him— securing me against his body. I obliged and leaned into his warm arms, taking in his scent. My eyes fell shut as I rested my head on his chest. He let out a content sigh. His lips met my neck. "I love you, Olivia." It was a sleepy seductive tone.

My eyes snapped open and I tensed. Oliva? Why the fuck would he think I was Olivia? And why the fuck was he even thinking of Olivia. A sick feeling began to arise in my stomach. Why was it that everytime that we were doing just fine, someone or something came between us?

Once his hold on me relaxed and his breathing evened out, I knew he was fast asleep again, so I pulled from his grip and sat up, looking down at him. I could faintly see his body lying there as he slept-- he looked so innocent... Only he didn't... He was probably dreaming of her. I let out a shaky breath and I sat there for a few, pulling my hair in frustration.

Was my worst nightmare really coming true? Did he not want to be with me anymore? Did he really still love Olivia like that? My heart felt like it was slowly breaking in two and I was finding it hard to breathe.

I grabbed my pillow and slid out of bed, slowly making my way out of the bedroom and into the living room. Clay instantly perked up as I shuffled to the couch and sat down. Maybe he was just what I needed, a faithful snuggle buddy.

I grabbed a blanket from our wooden chest and settled myself in before calling for Clay. "Clay," I whisper yelled. "Come here bud!"

His collar jingled and the next thing I knew was I had a lap full of chocolate lab. "You'd never leave me, right bud," I whispered as I ran my fingers through his fur and laid back.

My head was pounding. It would probably be only a matter of time before Danny told me he wasn't interested anymore. That I wasn't good enough.

Clay leaned into my touch and I let out a content sigh. "I love you. You've gotten me through so much," I whispered as I felt my eyelids fall shut.

I drifted off into a dreamless sleep, completely aware that I'd need to be up before five if I wanted to get out without seeing Danny.

** Danny's POV **

My alarm went off, pulling me out of the deep sleep that I'd been in. It was always great to get a good night's sleep the day of a game.

I let out a sigh and sat up to turn my alarm off. As I got up, I paused. It was unlike Jamie to not be touching me in some way while she slept. Whether it was her lying on my chest, her legs tangled with mine, or even her resting on top of my arm— she always had to be touching me when we slept.

I turned to look at her side of the bed. It was completely made and her pillow was missing. I scrambled out of bed and stood there, my hand pulling at my hair and a hand on my hip. Where the fuck was Jamie? It wasn't an early day at work! Or was it? No! It was a Thursday!

I moved out of the bedroom and darted to the living room, where a clearly used blanket and her pillow sat. So she slept on the couch? I let out a sigh as I calmed down...

That wasn't completely out of the ordinary. When she had trouble sleeping, she'd move out of the bedroom and sleep with Clay. But that still didn't answer the age old question; Where the fuck was Jamie? The whole house was as dark as could be.

I turned around and began to make my way back to our room, but stopped and kneeled down to pet Clay. "Do you know where Mama is?" I rubbed behind his ears and looked down into his precious puppy eyes. "You know? Don't you? You're not going to tell me?" I asked.

He rolled into his back, expecting belly rubs. I had to oblige. I wasn't going to be home for the next day and a half to be able to give him any, so I had to.

Once I was done, I shuffled into the bedroom, where I picked my phone up. Sure enough, there was a message from Jamie.

Jamie <3
5:08
I went to work early. Couldn't sleep. May as well get ahead.

I let out a sigh. I never got my good luck kiss for the game.

Danny
5:32
Alright. Have a good day at work. Don't forget to watch the game tonight. I love you! :*

Clay came trotting into the room and hopped up on the bed with me. "Hi Bud," I said as he rested his head on my thigh. "Are you going to give me a good luck kiss before I head off to Pittsburgh?"

Clay whined he looked up at me. "I know. I don't wanna leave you either. But I'll be back tomorrow night. I'm gonna miss you and mommy," I told him, petting his back.

I glanced over at the clock and rolled my eyes. I really had to get ready so I'd be at the stadium in time.

"I'll be back in a few minutes," I told him as I slid out from under him and jogged into the bathroom.

By the time I was done, I expected to have a text from Jamie, but I was disappointed when I sat at the edge of the bed and picked my phone up to see nothing. She must've been busy at work...

I shook my head and got up. "You wanna help me pack," I asked Clay, looking over to him. He was sitting up on the bed looking up at me with his tongue hanging out.

I let out a sigh. "I guess I'll take that as a no," I said and wondered into the closet. Clay just sat there.

What a weird morning. Normally he'd follow me everywhere I went in the house.

A sick feeling began to arise in my stomach.