by Jaye Cox
“He is coming here?” Dex says.
“How else would she get home? I don’t need to deal with a drunk, teenage girl.”
Jash starts making jokes about shitting and vomiting, he thinks he is hilarious. After about half an hour there is a knock at the door, I let Oliver in and show him to the spare room where Lizzy went to lay down for a bit, I am fully aware of Dex watching our every move.
“Thanks for calling,” he says, trying to wake Lizzy up.
“I could say it was from the goodness of my heart, but honestly I don’t deal with drunk teenagers and vomiting.”
“I don’t blame you.” He says, picking Lizzy up from the bed and she flops in his arms like a rag doll. Joe comes in and explains what happened, Oliver tells him not to sweat it. Joe asks if he will tell their parents and he says he won’t, the hangover she will have tomorrow will be punishment enough. I walk him out and before he walks out the door he says.
“Nice outfit.”
Before I get a chance to answer, Dex walks up beside me. “My shirt looks good on her, doesn’t it?” Oliver looks at me, and then to Dex.
“It’s not what it looks like.” I say, knowing it is but not in the way he thinks, and way too complicated to explain.
“Oh, it’s exactly what it looks like.” Dex says, slapping me on the ass. He says he will talk to me later because he needs to get home and sleep, he has to be up early.
“Fuckers!” Jash yells from the couch.
“Um, I could explain, but it’s way too complicated.” I say, trying to offer some kind of explanation.
“No explanation needed. Though I do think you’re an awesome chick, and would like to be friends,” he says. I can tell he is being genuine, and why wouldn’t he be, he more than likely has a phone full of booty calls.
“You’re not so bad yourself, and you never know, we might end up being friends, if you play your cards right.”
Oliver says he will call me in a few days, he has another band he wants to check out and wants my opinion on their sound. Closing the door behind him, I go to get some sleep, I’m beat. Jash is passed out cold on the couch and I see Joe sitting beside him. He gives me a big cheesy grin and I look over and see he has drawn a dick on the side of Jash’s face in black Sharpie. I tell Joe he is on his own, and if Jash murders him in his sleep it’s his own fault. I tell him I will see him in the morning, and not too early because I plan to sleep the day away.
The silence from Dex over the past few days has been confusing, but Big Moe said he had to take some days off for some family business. Today upon arriving at work, he appears and carries on as if nothing has changed. I have not made a big deal out of our sleeping together, and he has made it very clear he only wanted a sexual relationship. Deep down I am wondering if he’s avoiding me - as if I would cross that line. Ty has messaged a reminder to me about Rayne and Bells’ wedding today. I had forgotten about the wedding and I have to leave work early to pick up my dress. Ty has slowly started talking to me again, but he is still pissed about my relationship with Dex. I think from now on the less he know about Dex and I, the better - Besides, I don’t even know what is going on.
My car decided to not start this morning, so I have borrowed Jash’s car, he was not happy about it. He keeps bitching I drive too fast and this trip to pick up my dress was no exception. Walking back into work with the fucking dress in this big bag is stupid. I nearly trip over the damn thing trying to open the shop doors. Luckily no one can hear the shop bell as Dex is playing the drums; he’s fucking good, but they are damn loud. I look over at Dex, and the pain on his face is evident. I want to go ask if he is okay, but I stop myself. If I go and comfort him this would seem like something a girlfriend should do and that is the one thing he has made clear he doesn’t want from me. Shit, until the other day it’s something I never wanted, and I’m still not sure if it’s something I could do. My thoughts are interrupted by Joe and Jash walking in behind me, “What’s so funny?” I say, pulling my eyes away from Dex
“Remember the dick I put on Jash’s face the other night? Well, I posted the photos on Facebook, and Big Moe has printed it out and is going to hang it up somewhere in the shop.” Joe says, trying to contain his laughter.
“It’s so funny, do you know what this will do to my street cred.” Jash says.
“I highly doubt you had any street cred in the first place.” I say.
They both walk off, with Joe still laughing and Jash being typical Jash. Dex randomly stops playing halfway through a song. I watch as he walks over to his station and pulls out his sketch pad and starts drawing away. The chime of the door makes me look away and watch as the blonde from that night at the pub walks in; she eyes me over and I see the recognition in her eyes, she knows where she remembers me from. If she is his ex, then she doesn’t look happy to see me here.
“Welcome to Big Moe’s House of Ink, how can I help you?” I say, and even put on a fake smile.
“You know I’m here to see Dex, so let’s not play games.” She says, and she is a feisty one, too. Jash walks up beside me just as I’m about to give her a piece of my mind, he must have sensed his charm was needed.
“I’m Jash,” he says, plastering a toothy smile at her.
“I’m Sarah, I’m here to see Dex.”
“How about I show you to him, and maybe we can have a chat?” He says, holding his arm out for her. I don’t know how he does it, he must’ve been a pussy whisperer in another lifetime, because her sour puss face disappears, replaced with a smile.
“What was that all about?” Joe asks.
“I’m not sure, but I think she’s Dex’s ex,”
“Well, she’s hot,” he says.
“Oh no, it’s too late to save you, he has already gotten inside your brain.” I say, over dramatically.
“To save who?” Jash asks, walking back over to us.
“Joe, you’ve brainwashed him and his taste in women is becoming questionable.”
“Who, Sarah? She isn’t my type - to stuck up and way too many clothes; the less clothes, the easier the access.” He says laughing.
“I love Lizzy, anyway.” Joe says.
“Of course you do, I’m going to get changed before Ty gets here and I get a lecture about being ready in time.”
“The famous dress Ty picked out? It’ll have to be good to top the dress you wore on your date with Oliver.” Jash says.
“You cannot wear leather to a wedding Ruby. I’m serious, you better not or I will disown you.” Joe says, mocking Ty.
“That was awesome, you sounded just like him.” I say to Joe.
Knowing I have to walk past Dex and Sarah to get changed, a part of me is curious to hear what they’re talking about. But as I get closer to them she gets up, I can see the tears in her eyes and she stops in front of me.
“I hope you’re happy - this entire mess is completely your fault.” Then she stalks off. I don’t respond, because I’m not entirely sure what I have to defend myself over. I walk straight past Dex. I’m angry he would tell people about us; when there really isn’t an ‘US’. I unzip the dress bag, but my anger gets the best of me and I storm back out to Dex.
“Care to share what the hell that was all about?” I rant.
He doesn’t say anything, it’s like he is pretending I’m not even standing there in front of him. This is exactly why I don’t do relationships though, because feelings get in the way. Crossing over into girlfriend territory is an issue for me, and not one I will do for someone who cannot even be bothered to look at me. Whatever his problem with her is; is his problem and not mine. I tell him to kindly let her know I don’t want a bar to do with it, and if he doesn’t then I will tell her myself, my way.
I storm back off to the back room to resume dressing, since he couldn’t even be bothered to respond with a grunt or anything. I don’t need the additional emotional baggage he is dealing with today. Eyeing the dress bag I realise, I hadn’t even thought to check and see what it looked like
before now, I trusted Ty’s judgement. Opening the dress bag, I pull the dress out and it’s dark purple and looks to be a bit longer than knee length. It’s absolutely gorgeous. I try to unzip my pants and I catch my undies in the zip, I try to pull on the zip a few more times and make it worse. I really should have thought about it more and worn leather pants when I need to get changed midday. Oh well, gives new meaning to getting your knickers in a twist I suppose, and now looks like I’m going commando under the dress. The dress fits perfectly; Ty always had a good eye for woman’s sizes, it is one of his many talents.
“Ruby, I’m…… Wow!” Dex says walking into the room, shutting the door behind him. “You look beautiful.” I don’t say anything, I walk over to him and push him against the wall. I have been horny as hell since he left the other night; even if it was just for sex. Or maybe it’s also because he is the first man to make me feel beautiful.
“What are you doing tonight?” I say, pressing my body up against his.
“Hopefully you.” He says, tuning a hand up my inner thigh. I see the look of realisation when he figures out that I’m not wearing anything under the dress.
I lean in close and whisper, “Now you can imagine me wearing nothing under this dress for the rest of the day.” I grab my bag and heels and open the door.
“You don’t play fair.” He says, as I shut the door and walk back out, leaving him in the room. I go find Big Moe to make sure he doesn’t need anything before I go.
“You look really pretty.” Joe says as I round the reception desk.
“Thanks.” I say to Joe, before he runs off to help the artists clean up their stations.
“Holy shit Ruby, I didn’t think you could get hotter in a dress, especially the one from the other night but hot damn, you fill out that dress. If only you were a bimbo.” Jash says.
“Are you implying I’m easy?”
“No, but girl’s love my charm, and their clothes just practically fall off.”
“In your dreams buddy,” I say, playfully punching him in the arm. I love how close Jash and I have gotten since I moved in with him - it’s only been a few months, but he is quickly becoming a close friend.
“You ready?” Dex says.
“For what?” I say turning to look at him.
“The wedding, Ty texted and asked me to give you a lift, last minute best man duties.”
“Why would he text you and not me?” I ask and he just shrugs.
“I’m not getting on your bike.” I say, realising he knows damn well I have nothing on under my dress.
“Just get your ass outside and let’s go.” He demands.
“Fine, but if anyone gets a flash of my ass, then you won’t get any tonight.”
“You just keep telling yourself that, but we both know that’s not true and you want my cock buried inside you as much as I do.”
I snatch the helmet he is holding out to me and I thank my lucky stars he parked out around the back today. I get on the bike behind him and make sure the dress is securely tucked underneath my ass and my front is pushed tight up against Dex’s back so that I can feel his pants rubbing against my pussy. I try to ignore the fact I have nothing on under my dress, and I’m turned on knowing I am pressed so intimately against him.
Rayne & Bells’ wedding was beautiful, but not beautiful enough to make me change my opinion on weddings - I still don’t believe a piece of paper and a name change makes your love any stronger or whatever. I think if you actually find that one person to love, then nothing else should matter. By the time we get to the reception, I’m in need of a stiff drink. Sam has been watching me like a crazy person since we arrived. Ty is trying to avoid me I think, and Dex seems to have disappeared. The reception is at this cute little place they rented - a private room for their guests. I need to get away from Sam’s disapproving looks, and all the love. Blah! I walk to the bar downstairs and it’s actually busy down here. I get a drink and sit, someone catches my eye. It can’t be him, there is no way David would be here, I feel a panic attack coming on, I take a minute to take a few deep breaths and when I look back over, there is no one there. I do see Dex sitting in the corner by himself, I give the room a scan to make sure it really wasn’t David, I was definitely seeing things. I look back over for Dex and he is gone, maybe I’m just going crazy.
“You have fucked with my head.” Dex says from behind me, my nerves are already shot from thinking David was here, so with him creeping up behind me doesn’t do a whole lot.
“Excuse me?” I say, as he grabs me by my hand and pulls me into the men’s toilet, he pulls me into a stall and locks the door. He drops to his knees and lifts my dress, exposing my naked body. He kisses from my belly button down the line of stars I have tattooed down my stomach, I arch my back as he puts a hand on my ass and pulls me forward, as he keeps kissing and licking down my body. When he reaches my clit he pauses and moves his hands to squeeze my hips, his fingers dig in a little hard and his head is resting on my stomach.
“Are you okay?” I ask hesitantly. I’m really not one for the touchy-feely crap, but something really seems off with him today.
“I have some shit going on in my head, I’m can’t move past it; and I didn’t want to until you come in with your attitude and no fucking panties - FUCK! It wasn’t supposed to be like this, with her and you. I want to do this with you Ruby, I thought I could, but I don’t know if I can.”
“This is about her again?” I say, for fuck’s sake, this blonde chick is really starting to get on my nerves.
“Her?” he asks. Staring at me blankly, like he has no idea what I’m talking about.
“Whatever Dex, I don’t need this shit. This is the reason I don’t do feelings and relationships, it’s all just drama. So good luck with it all, but I will make it easier for you, I’m out. This is too much for me.” I say, pushing him off me. I hear him call out he needs to explain, but I don’t want to hear it, I run from the men’s room before he can catch up to me. I need to find Ty and tell him I’m leaving.
As I’m running up the stairs, I see Bells run into the toilet. I go to keep on looking for Ty but I can’t, all these god damn feelings I never had before I moved here. Silly pregnant bride running, it’s never good when you see a heavily pregnant woman, really running.
“Are you okay in there?” I ask.
“No. I can’t pee with this stupid dress; I need it off now.” She says and I can tell she is stressed, but seems like a silly thing to be upset about, and what would I know about getting a wedding dress off.
“Um would you like some help?” I say slowly pushing the door open.
“Yes.” she sobs. I unstrap the back of her dress the best I can, why do wedding dresses have so much lace and hooks. It looks like a spider has woven it’s web in the back, and once her dress is off, she turns and the door to the toilet is still open, she looks at herself in the mirror. “Now I look ridiculous,” she says. “It’s my wedding day and I am big and fat, standing in a bathroom with someone I barely know, in my underwear.”
“Don’t be silly, you look hot; fat belly and all. Now I see why some people dig pregnant chicks, if only you were single…” I say trying to cheer her up.
“I didn’t know you’re a lesbian,” she says.
“I’m not. I like to call myself, trisexual.”
“A trisexual?” she repeats.
“Yeah you know, someone who tries anything once.” I say, trying to fix her make up, “and don’t tell my brother, he can get a big stick wedged right up his ass when we talk about my choices.”
“Not Ty, he is awesome.”
“Awesomely annoying.” I say, I think she has calmed down and I might be able to make an escape and find Ty to help her.
“Oh god!” she says, gripping the bench.
“What! What’s wrong?” I ask with genuine concern.
“I need to find Rayne…” is all she say’s before making another weird noise, one that could somewhat resemble an injured cow.
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nbsp; “Okay, hold on,” I say running to the door, trying to locate Rayne. I see Romeo instead, I have only met him a handful of times but he will do; Bells & I need help, NOW. So I pull him into the bathroom, he looks at me like I have lost my mind until he catches a glimpse of Bells.
“Shit, Tiny Dancer, why are you in your underwear, Rayne will kill me.” Romeo says, turning away from her. God, how fucking noble of him.
“Take your shirt off dumb ass, we need it.” I say. “I’m going to find Rayne, you stay here with her.” I sweep through reception and see Rayne talking with Ty and a few other people. “Rayne! Bells needs you in the toilet, I think she is in labour.” He doesn’t respond, he just takes off running. I run behind him to make sure he goes to the right toilet.
“She is in the one by the stairs,” I call out to him. By the time I catch up he is already in there with her. I catch my breath and an older woman walks in before me.
“Holy shit Romeo, who would of thought you had all that going on?” I say, looking at his perfectly sculpted abs. This man can seriously not be real. He just smiles at me, like it’s not the first time a woman has drooled over him. He is far from my type, but he is hot and drool worthy. The older lady asks Bells how far apart her contractions are, and now it’s my time to leave. As I back away, Dex walks in. Shit, now I’m trapped in here between Romeo and Dex, with no way to escape. Bells has locked herself in the toilet now and is refusing to come out, she wants cake and tells her best friend Tommy to piss off.
Dex pushes past Romeo and I, stands next to the toilet door and knocks on it, but she doesn’t open it. “Tiny Dancer, you get your ass out here now and get to hospital. I lost one important person on a wedding day and I will not stand here and let you do this; on three, I will jump over and drag you out if I have to.” Holy shit that was intense. Dex looks pissed as hell and I wonder who he has lost on a wedding day.
She opens the door and looks at Dex apologetically, “I’m so sorry Dex, I didn’t think how this would affect you today.” She murmurs.