Free Human Hieroglyphix - Dex & Leila by J. A. Hornbuckle Page B

sorry sight.
    I heard him moving around my kitchen and I tried standing up aided by the arm of my sofa.  So far, so good.
    Carefully putting one foot in front of the other, I made my way to the half-bath tucked under the stairs.  Seemed like those few steps were as long as a mile.
    After I'd taken care of business and was washing my hands, I ventured a glance into the mirror.
    Crap.
    That's exactly what I looked and felt like.  Pure, unadulterated crap.
    I washed my face and tried finger combing my hair.  Luckily, the long layers that Frank-Kay had made were tamable.
    Remembering that I stored extra tooth supplies underneath the sink, I broke the seal on both a new toothbrush and new toothpaste and tried to get rid of that God awful taste.
    I was feeling a lot more human when I left the tiny bathroom and hoped I looked that way too as I made my way into the kitchen and gingerly sat on one of the barstools.
    Dex was at the stove, slowly scrambling eggs.  Still wearing nothing but a pair of jeans.
    My eyes roamed over his broad shoulders and muscled back that were covered in tattoos.  Actually it appeared to be one big tattoo.
    That disappeared beneath the waistband of his jeans.
    Jeans that hugged his ass perfectly.
    I may have been hung over but even in my state, there was a scenic route in my kitchen and I was going to take it.
    "Feeling better?" he asked softly, eyeing me over his shoulder before turning off the burner.
    "Yes, thanks," I mumbled.
    He moved to the coffee pot and poured me a cup before refilling his own that was sitting on the counter by the stove.
    He eyed me over the rim of the coffee mug emblazoned with 'Oklahoma is OK!'. 
    Some people collect shot glasses, others collect t-shirts.  But I, in my travels, collected coffee mugs.  But since I didn't travel that much, I only had about six or seven of them.
    His level gaze on me had me squirming.  '
    Well it might have been his gaze or the squirming might have been because of his well muscled chest on display.
    "You do this often?" he asked.
    "Which part?" I asked still not speaking in my normal voice.  The sounds that were coming out of my throat were thicker, gruffer.
    "Drink yourself stupid," he said moving away from the counter at the stove to lean his elbows on the bar across from me.
    "Never," I said between sips of my coffee.  "It's a first for me."
    Dex didn't say anything as he again watched me over the rim of his cup.
    "So.  My memory is very hazy."  I swallowed trying to force the words out of my throat as my gaze flitted around the room carefully avoiding him.  "What happened?"
    I watched as he raised one of his broad, muscled and stunningly tattooed shoulders.
    "Nothing much," he drawled.  "You were sucking them back at Henry's and then when the cops came, you told everyone I was your husband and we had to go home and fuck 'cause you were ovulating…"
    "Calling Bullshit," I murmured taking another swallow of Dex's surprisingly good coffee.
    He smiled.
    "Would you believe that you got plastered at Henry's and then tried to have wild, monkey sex with me on the hood of my Jeep in your driveway while screaming 'Baby, you're so good..."
    "Bullshit, again," I said cutting him off again, although it must be said that the thought of having sex with Dex had me squirming but in a much different way than my earlier squirms.
    I may have been hung over, but Dex's smile was positively unnerving. 
    And I couldn't help but smile back at him in return.
    "Hey!  I know you," Dex said with the sound of wonder in his voice.  "You're the goose-bump, Blue Pansy girl, right?"
    His outburst took me by surprise.
    He remembered me?
    He remembered me ?
    Goose-bumps?  He saw those when he was…when I was…geez.
    I nodded slowly.
    "Damn, girl.  You clean up nice."
    Which begs the question, if he was admiring me now, the severely hung over 'me' with pasty green skin and swollen eyes that were probably due to me not taking the contacts out before