Pete and Jagger join us, keeping a bag hidden from my view as Pete asks, “What’s wrong?” Telling me he heard my groan as he approached.
Dex finally sets me down, looking at me with a tilt to his head, like he doesn’t understand why I’m looking at him like that.
I think about him telling Jessa to have a nice day, and it grates on me for some reason. I don’t want him talking to another woman. I know it makes me a hypocrite, but I don’t care. I just want to know if that meant something? Was he flirting? Was it a signal for sex? I’m flying blind here, and it makes my anger get the best of me as I blurt out, “Are you going to have sex with Jessa?”
His eyes widen as he stares at me in horror.
“Who the fuck is Jessa?” Pete asks, rounding on him, fists clenched as if ready to hit him in my defense.
“I… I have no idea. I swear!” he says, holding up his hands and taking a step back from him.
“She was the cashier,” Sly says, making me round on him.
“So you noticed her enough to remember her name?” I ask angrily.
“What is happening right now?” Dex asks, his hands still up beside his head as his eyes bounce between Sly and me.
Jagger types something on the phone and passes it to Pete. His eyebrows raise in surprise, then his gaze turns knowingly as he looks to me, a smirk returning to his lips. “Looks like our little Wren is jealous.”
I cross my arms over my chest as my eyes narrow on Jagger. He just stares back at me with one raised eyebrow, as if daring me to argue with him. But he knows me better than anyone.
“Baby,” Dex says as if in sympathy, dropping his arms as he steps toward me.
“Don’t baby me!” I tell him, jabbing my finger into his chest. The smile that covers his face is so big it takes me a second to recover from its effect. “Why are you grinning like that?” I ask angrily.
“Why are you so mad at me?” he asks, as his grin turns into a pout. “What did I do?”
“You spoke to her!”
“I did?”
“Yes, you told her to have a nice day.” I can feel the others staring at me, and I don’t have the guts to look at them, knowing they’ll think I’m crazy. EvenIknow I sound insane right now.
“You don’t want me talking to other women?” Dex asks. But he doesn’t look like he thinks I’m out of my mind; he’s asking because he really wants to know.
“No,” I say, shaking my head once.
“Okay then, I won’t. If I do, Pete has my permission to punch me.”
“What? No! I don’t want you to get hurt!” I say, wondering why I’m being so crazy right now.
“Hey, Wren. Do you have an IUD?” Sly asks randomly, making me frown.
“What’s that?”
“It’s a type of birth control. Do you get a shot or have an implant or anything?” I shake my head as my brows press together further. Birth control? Isn’t that for sex? They knew I was a virgin, so why would I need that?
“When was your last period?”
My jaw drops in surprise at the question. “Why do you need to know that?”
“It might explain some things. Do you know when you’re due?” My cheeks heat in embarrassment, talking about my menstrual cycle as casually as we would discuss what type of pizza to order.
Trying to recall my last cycle, I feel like I’ve lost a bit of time since I ran, but it also hasn’t been that long. “Maybe a few weeks?”
“Get her in the SUV, I’m going back in for supplies,” Sly says, nodding to the others. “Do you prefer pads or tampons?”
My cheeks heat again as I quietly tell him, “Tampons, the regular ones, please.” He nods and takes off with Pete at his side.
