Chapter 37. Trouble After Fun

Dexter

This woman was fun, and all I'd been seeing was the frustrated and wary part of her. She hadn't stopped smiling ever since she got into the parlor.

She requested three different flavors of ice-cream and I was more than willing to give it to her. My only worry was that she could have a stomach upset later. I didn't care if she put on extra weight.

Presently, she was scooping from the strawberry plate, licking it with laser focus.

"Relax, it isn't running away." I teased her, chuckling.

She dropped the plate and moved to the next. "I know it isn't, but can you allow me to enjoy this? I don't know when next you'll be available for me." She rasped, her voice a bit croaky because of the cold stuff she was taking in.

My heart ached at her words. "Is that why you are always close to Arnold?"

"Apart from the fact that he's a good friend, yes. He's always there for me. I remember the first time we went out, it was because you abandoned