Page 27 of Biggest Player (Not Yours #2)
Dex:
So. What did you think?
Margot:
About . . . ??
Dex:
Uh—our date tonight?
Margot:
Aka, hanging out with you?
Dex:
Yeah, hanging out with me. Final thoughts and go.
Margot:
LOL and go?
Dex:
... waiting on pins and needles for your assessment.
Margot:
I’m shocked that you care this much LOL. It was fun—wayyyy better than I was expecting.
Dex:
Welp, That ’S a backhanded compliment if I’ve ever heard one.
Margot:
No! I didn’t mean it that way! I mean, not on purpose hahahahah
Margot:
I just didn’t know what to expect, that’s all. It was good!!!
Dex:
So what I hear you saying is that the date exceeded your expectations ... What was your favorite part of the evening, besides my nuts in a vise?
Margot:
Mostly your nuts in a vise. LOL
Dex:
Ouch that hurt, and also, it actually did hurt. My balls were KILLLING me softly. Or not softly. Like hell.
Margot:
LOL omg stop. You keep mentioning your junk. I personally did not have that problem.
Dex:
Would you mention it though if you had?
Margot:
Okay, fine. I was struggling a bit—my pants were up my butt. Happy Now ?!?!?
Dex:
Indeed. Now you’re on my level.
Margot:
The good news is I forgot to be nervous.
Dex:
You don’t seem like the type who gets nervous about anything.
Margot:
False. Getting to know someone is daunting, you know? Wrangling kids is easy. Wrangling You , not so much ...
Dex:
I can relate. Running a football I could do all day, every day. But making time for a relationship is, like, a full-time job.
Margot:
How so?
Dex:
Cuz. I have to give it more thought. I’m on autopilot with football, been doing it so long I could do it in my sleep.
Margot:
Fair enough. Is it hard sometimes to have people only see that one side of you??
Dex:
Sure—of course. There are days where I wish I could just blend in and not stand out so much. My height doesn’t help LOL. Had a run of good luck since I met you—every time we’ve gone out, people have mostly left me alone, thank God.
Dex:
But enough about me. What about you? What made you decide to become a teacher?
Margot:
I had this amazing teacher in high school who really inspired me, and once I was in college I realized I wanted to teach elementary school, not middle or high school. I just love little kids.
Dex:
Do you want More kids?
Margot:
Yes, I think so. And I think Wyatt would love a brother or sister or a brother AND a sister.
Margot:
I’m not going to throw the question back your way, I already know the answer haha
Dex:
Hey, I’m taking the kid thing day by day. Just ’cause I don’t want to be a dad right now don’t mean I don’t never want to be one.
Margot:
The teacher in me is cringing So Hard at that entire sentence. My eye is literally twitching out of my skull.
Dex:
I did okay in school LOLOLOLOL
Margot:
I see that . . .
Dex:
Okay, so besides the kid stuff, is there anything you want to know about me?
Margot:
Hmm, let’s think **taps chin** What’s something people would be surprised to learn about you?
Dex:
Shit, I don’t know. Lots of stuff probably. I’d say most people don’t know I’m really into cooking. It’s my way to unwind.
Margot:
Seriously?? That’s so cool. I love to cook too, but my kitchen is so small I can’t go crazy. What’s your signature dish?
Dex:
I’d have to go with my homemade lasagna. It’s a family recipe that was passed down from generation to generation.
Margot:
Wait. Are you Italian???
Dex:
Um, no. It’s just something my grandma used to make.
Margot:
I freaking Love lasagna. It’s one of my favorites, and as long as it has plenty of ricotta and Meat , OMG, sign me up
Dex:
You should try mine then, it’s fucking delicious.
Margot:
Well, dang, sounds like I would love to.
Dex:
Put me in your calendar this week, I’m gonna cook for you.
Margot:
Awww. Okay **blushes**
Dex:
Sweet. It’s another date.
Margot:
You are seriously stepping up. I’m impressed.
Dex:
I didn’t know I had it in me.
Margot:
At least you’re honest.