Free Healing my Heart: Book 2 - My Heart Series by Aleya Michelle

asked him, as I know he would have tried to persuade me to stay home.
    “ I’ll just wait here for you babe,” he tells me sounding needy again.
    Fucking hell, here we go again . The song “Little Lies” by Fleetwood Mac springs to mind.
    “ You really can’t think of anything better you could be doing than waiting here for me?” I ask him trying to get his brain working and for him to realise he is too reliant on me.
    “ Well, I guess I could message Charles and see what he is doing?” he answers and it makes me wonder if he will actually do it or if he is just saying it to keep me happy.
    “ Yes, do it Dylan. It’ll healthy for you to see your mates,” I say to him.
    “ What time are you thinking of going ladies?” he queries Jemma for the details.
    “ Dinner is booked for six thirty so we are leaving at six. Tia is swinging past to pick us up,” Jemma tells Dylan informatively.
    I see Dylan texting on his phone, obviously to Charles, so when it beeps back pretty quickly it ’s a good sign.
    “ Okay so Charles is going to be playing poker at his place tonight with a few guys so I’ll be heading there too. You were right Roxy, I am looking forward to some male company,” Dylan tells me smiling.
    “ Oh awesome, I hated the thought of you being here by yourself,” I state and give him a kiss on the cheek.
    I grab a quick shower and run the straightener through my hair, trying not to put in too much effort for Dylan ’s sake.
    “ Who are you trying to impress Roxy?” Dylan asks me as I apply my foundation and powder.
    Just the comment I was trying to avoid.
    “No one babe. I look this smoking hot for myself, not even for you,” I joke to him. I add a light purple eye shadow and black liquid eyeliner, then light mascara and lipstick. “I should probably get out of this robe,” I say when I realise I’m still in my not so sexy coral bathrobe.
    “ No I want you to wear that to the club, it hides those sexy curves from the monsters that will be eyeing you off,” he tells me now sounding annoyed.
    I grab my dark denim skinny jeans and brown wedges, choosing a chocolate brown halter neck top and denim vest to go over it unbuttoned, pretty casual. Well for now…
    I strip to my cotton underwear and start to put on my jeans. Dylan hops off my bed and heads over to me grabbing me and pulling me against him.
    “ You look hot in next to nothing Roxy, do you know that?” he tells me seductively. “Thinking of another guy even looking at you makes me furious. I would rip their heads off,” he tells me now fuming.
    “ Don’t be silly, I will be enjoying dinner with the girls, no guys just us. Okay babe?” I reply to try and calm him down.
    “ You better not drink too much Roxy. You turn into a flirty slut when you drink too much,” he tells me hurtfully.
    “ That’s fucking rude Dylan,” I reply sick of his shit.
    “ Sorry baby, how bout you just have three drinks and we’ll all be happy, and home by eleven Rox,” he orders me and I feel so angry, smothered and sick to my stomach. I feel like a school kid again. But I know he won’t stop this bullshit, so I nod like a good little girl.
    “ I will only have three, I promise.” I really wanna call him on his bullshit and tell him to get steppin’ but it’s not worth the drama or the lecture he will give me…
    He leans in and gives me a long hard passionate kiss. I can feel my lips bruising from his roughness.
    “Okay, well I guess I’ll see you tomorrow Roxy. You better do the right thing by me, and I love you more than my own life,” he tells me squeezing my hand as he turns to walk out the front door.
    “ Bye Jemma, don’t let anything happen to my girl,” he tells her.
    “ Don’t worry; I am just so happy to have my bff for the night. We will stay at the restaurant till closing and enjoy a few girly drinks, maybe even karaoke,” Jemma adds, and it makes me laugh as I know just the club we are going and its hard core podiums, half