Double Daddies: An MFM Romance Box Set

by Chloe Maddox

  Sofia found some consolation in that, “Hey, as long as we both stay happy right? Maybe Dean will want to watch sometime.”

  “Fuck you,” Kayla said flatly. “Don’t give us ideas. I like how it is now.”

  “Speaking of how it is,” Sofia pointed out, “do you live here now?”

  “Oh, yeah I do. He’s been helping me move my stuff here. I still got some shit left back at the apartment like my fridge and stuff. I told him we can just hire a moving company but he insisted on doing it himself.”

  Sofia nodded and went back to watching TV, “At least he’s trying to be a normal boyfriend. Remember David? Man, fuck that asshole. I couldn’t care less about how rich he was. He was such an asshole.”

  “Hey, you sure you’re okay here on your own?” Kayla asked as she got up. She had to leave and Dean was probably already at their meeting place, waiting for her.

  “I know my way out,” Sofia answered. She then pointed to her lips and puckered, “Bye. Have fun.”

  Kayla gave her friend a kiss on the lips then started getting dressed. She was actually going out on a date with Dean, something she thought they’d never do. She had assumed she’d just be the girl he comes home to but never sees. This was a nice change of pace from just having sex in his mansion.

  When she was ready, she left Sofia in the bedroom and drove out.

  ***

  The theater center was already packed. She found Dean waiting in line to buy tickets.

  “Dean Marshall, waiting in a line like everybody else,” she commented as she walked up to him. “I need to take a picture of this.”

  He laughed and handed her their popcorn, “You didn’t think all I do is work and screw girls, right? I do have a hobby outside the bedroom.”

  “I don’t know, you tell me,” she replied and ate a handful of popcorn. “What movie are we watching?”

  “It’s that new thing with George Clooney,” he answered, “a musical.”

  Kayla’s eyes grew wide with excitement, “How’d you know I’d like this? I freaking love George Clooney.”

  “Every chick loves George Clooney,” he told her. “Fortunately, so do I. You got everything ready at your place?”

  “Yeah, everything’s boxed up.”

  Dean wrapped his arm around her waist and hugged her closer, “How’s Sofia?”

  “In our bedroom, watching shit on Netflix.”

  “Using your account or mine?”

  “Mine,” Kayla answered. “She’s been binging that show with Thandie Newton and Chris Pratt. I liked it but I only saw Season One so far.”

  Dean hugged her tighter and asked, “How many seasons are there now?”

  “Four,” Kayla answered. “I couldn’t continue watching because I diverted back to finishing up Game of Thrones. Then I started watching that weird sci-fi thing you recommended last night.”

  “Firefly?”

  She nodded, “I like it. The writing is really good but it’s kind of obvious that the budget wasn’t really up to par. It would’ve been better if they made it a few years later. Like a decade later.”

  “You know the guy that made it made The Avengers movie right?”

  “No freaking way,” Kayla commented. “That’s some cool trivia.”

  Dean laughed in agreement and stood behind her, this time hugging her with both arms around her waist.

  Kayla felt a warm sense of satisfaction begin to flood her senses as she stood in that line with Dean’s arms around her. She was actually happy and in a relationship, two things she never thought would go together. To make it even more amazing was the fact she achieved it with someone like Dean Marshall, the epitome of a rich, privileged bad boy.

  She looked up at him and found him looking back at her. She knew deep inside he still had some secrets and issues locked away but those could be stripped bit by bit. She knew she could trust him now. She knew she had him. She loved him.

  The line started moving and they made their way inside. As they walked into the darkness and to their seats Kayla let her mind drift into a well of peace. She was happy, she was content and she was not going to let this feeling go.

  “Dean,” she called right as they sat down.

  “Hm?”

  “I love you.”

  Dean hugged her tight, gave her a kiss on the cheek and whispered, “I love you too. I do.”

  That was all she wanted to hear. She squeezed his hands as they turned to the screen and watched.

  THE END