Dash & Dane (18+)

Chapter 6

DANE

I couldn't help but notice how tense Dash was, even after a mind-blowing orgasm we just had with Adrena.

"What gives?" I asked, breaking the tension in the room. I really want to know what was up my brother's ass and why he was acting so strange.

Dash dropped his pencil and looked over at me with an annoyed expression on his face. "I'm trying to get this shit done. This project has been a fucking nightmare from day one and you don't seem to care about it."

I scoffed. "What do you mean? Of course I care about this project! This project is huge for us!" When Dash didn't reply right away I studied his face. "Seriously, what has you all wound up? You're normally pretty chill after you get your rocks off; Adrena not doing it for you or something? I'd be happy to take her off your hands, if you want..." I knew this would piss him off and I hoped it did. I wanted some type of reaction from him.

"I'm fucking fine, and yes, Adrena definitely does something for me. Can you just drop the fucking subject and get back to work please?" He huffed out a breath, grabbed his pencil, and went back to drafting.

"Well, drop the attitude before tonight. We don't want to scare the poor girl off. And nice little act you pulled earlier. She looked terrified that you were just standing there watching me kiss her. What the hell was that all about?" I studied Dash's face again, noticing the hard line in his forehead.

This time Dash slammed his hand on the desk, making me step back and glare at him. "I don't know what you want me to say, Dane! Next time I won't just stand there, is that what you want me to say?"

"Dude, chill. This isn't our first rodeo sharing a woman. I just want you to not be so wound up next time. You're a bit rough with her, you've never been this aggressive before." I went back to work, showing Dash that I was serious about the project, but also still wanting to hear what he had to say about his roughness. I really didn't want to scare this girl off. She was perfect for both of us.

Dash groaned. "I need a fucking drink." He stepped away from the table and grabbed his keys, leaving the office.

I have no idea what is going on with my brother but he better get his shit together sooner rather than later or we're both going to lose Adrena and there is no way in hell I'm going to let that happen.

After realizing I wasn't going to get much done on the project alone, I stepped away from the desk and went to get some fresh air. I thought about going after Dash and demanding answers, but I knew that was just a dead end. If anything, I'd just piss Dash off even more and our night planned with Adrena would go down the drain so I left my brother to his sorrows; at least for now.

I had walked for several blocks and realized I was on the street that led to Adrena's apartment. I thought about going up and seeing if she was home, but then again, I didn't want to seem so needy so I headed past the building, taking in the sights around me as I walked. I thought about all the women me and Dash have shared over the years and wondered how it would end this time. In the past, the women all wanted something serious and neither of us were ready to settle down just yet, so we had to let them all go. But thinking about Adrena, I couldn't ever think about letting her go. I wanted her so bad. I wanted her in bed, out of bed, and everything in between. But it wasn't just about sex with her for me. There was something deeper that I wanted to explore with her, but I wasn't sure how to without scaring her or Dash off. It would present itself in due time, I thought, continuing down the street until I rounded back to the office and headed back inside to see if Dash had come back yet.

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I was glad to find Dash had come back when I entered the office, but I couldn't help but smell the whiskey coming off of him while he sat behind his desk typing on his laptop.