EroticReverie

It was Wednesday night which was poker night with the guys. Usually Dean had all of them out by 10pm, but when I had checked the clock before leaving our bedroom I saw it was 12:22am. I groaned pulling on a pair of light pink satin sleep shorts , and throwing on a white tank top, I slept naked and even though I was half asleep I had mind enough to not walk out there butt naked. . I did want to have to be the party pooper, but I needed sleep for classes tomorrow, and they were currently having a yelling match. I padded out of my bedroom , yawning as I came through the hall of our tiny two bedroom apartment. 

“Babe” I called before rounding the corner. Silence fell as I turned the corner all of their eyes flicking up to me.

“It’s late” I said looking directly at Dean. “I have class in the morning, are you almost done?” I yawned again and strolled over to the table, noticing Dean had no chips what so ever in front of him. 

“Almost babe.” He said reaching his arm around me, snaking me to his side as he sat at the table studying his shitty hand. 

“I’ll raise you..” Dean said.

“Dude! You don’t have anything to raise!” Hudson one of his guy friends from work said. 

“I’m good for it” said Dean.

“You were good for it the past few times too, none of us has seen the money…not to be a dick dude…but if you don’t have the money….you shouldnt be playing” Hudson said and the other guys had looks on their faces that said they agreed. 

“You know i’m paying you back” Dean said.

Charles one of the other guys at the table laughed. 

I looked around the table and then to Dean. I just wanted them gone, I needed my sleep. 

“How much do you owe them?” I asked and Dean shook his head.

“Don’t worry about it babe…not that much” he said. 

This caused a few of the guys seated at the table to throw their heads back and laugh.

I raised an eyebrow at their reaction and looked to Dean. “How much Dean?”

At first I wasn’t worried, but now I was, because the guys were still cackling and Matty crossed his arms and gave him the ‘you’re in the dog house now’ look.

Dean glared at the guys around the table and then shook his head again. He stroked the outside of my thigh and patted it.

“Go on to bed babe, we’ll be done in a few minutes” he said. 

My nostrils flared. Me and Dean had been together since I was 17. I was 20 now. When I’d met him he was 19, it was a college party, around a poker table no less. He’d won big that night. He usually was pretty good at poker, but there were a few times over the past few years, okay, more than a few times, where Dean bit off more than he could chew, and a few of those times, it left him with a black eye. Other than what he refused to call a gambling addiction he was a decent guy. This seemed like it was one of those times, one of those big losses, and I was just thankful it was with guys he knew, that wouldn’t kick his rib in, or leave him bruised and bloodied. 

“Dean” I said pushing his hand off me. “How much do you owe?”

“Well let’s see…” Hudson, his work friend said. “All together…between myself and the others..” 

Dean started to warn him but Hudson finished before Dean could get the words out.

“About fifteen hundred” Hudson finished.

“Dean!” I screeched and looked at him. 

“Babe, it’s fine” he said with a sigh.

“No it’s not!” I said looked at Hudson who was smirking and shaking his head at Dean’s shitty circumstance. 

“You can’t fucking owe that much money Dean, we need to pay rent!” I exclaimed and pushed his arm. I was pretty sure I was going to be the one to give him a black eye this time. 

“It’s nothing” he said trying to calm me. 

“Jesus christ Dean” I pushed his hand off of me again as he reached up to pull me into his side again. 

“If you need to Dean you can always settle like Dixon did” Matty chuckled and Dean gave him a glare and I say his hands clutch his cards tighter.

“Fuck off Matty” Dean snarled.

“What’d he do, like, pay back with interest?” I asked looking around the table. I could see Dean shaking his head, the other guys smirked and shook their heads too.

“His girlfriend settled his debts” Matty said.

“I don’t have a fucking grand” I said. 

Matty chuckled. “Well it’s actually 1,500, and….” he trails off. He looks around the table and looks at Dean as if he’s giving him a chance to stop him from finishing his words.

“and what?” I say. 

“And his girlfriend didn’t pay us back in cash.” Matty finished. 

I pushed my brows together in confusion, and maybe because I had just woken up was the reason I didn’t immediately understand what he was suggesting.

“So what did she pay you wi….” I paused and my eyes widened. “Oh…OH…No!” I slammed my hand flat on the table and gave a disgusted huff. 

“Absolutely not” I shot Matty a death glare and he just shrugged.

“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me” I said and looked at them. 

I looked to Dean. “And you just were going to let him propose that idea to me?!” 

Dean didn’t even look up , he just set his cards down on the table.

“Dean’s the one who suggested it when Dixon owed us” he says. 

My jaw dropped and I looked at Dean. I felt fire rise inside me. I shoved him in his chair only slightly making his bulky muscular frame move in the chair. 

“You pig!” I said. “How could you even suggest something like that, that’s disgu……wait….wait!” I shrieked. “WHO did she pay his debts to?!” 

The guys all looked away and Matty cleared his throat.

“Let’s just say Dixon didn’t owe any of US money” Matty smirked, clearly enjoying the shit show. 

My eyes almost bulged out of my fucking head. 

Dean blurted. “Get the fuck out Matty!” 

I slapped dean across his face and his grabbed my wrists to keep from pummeling them into him and stood up to gain more hold.

“Fuck you!” I screamed. “You cheating piece of trash!” I struggled as he pulled on my arms and pulled me into him, caging me in with his arms around me, holding me tight so I couldnt move. 

“It was one time!” He said. 

“Was it though?” Matty asked. “Dixon owed quite a big debt” 

I gasped, the tears of anger starting to fill my eyes. Dean dropped my hands and slammed his hands down on the table leaning over and yelling so loud it vibrated inside of me , vibrated the walls.

“GET OUT HARPER!” he glared at Matty. 

Matty shrugged. Matty wasn’t a friend of Dean’s really, they only hung our or associated with one another on poker nights. He was a friend of Hudson’s a cousin or something. Hudson was the only one Dean would actually consider a friend. 

“I want my payment Cooper” Matty said leaning back, sliding his hands behind his head as if he were about to relax in a spa. 

My tears had started to fall as Dean fumed , glaring at Matty from across the table. Matty and Hudson both looked at Dean, while the other three guys sat silently looking anywhere but at anyone of us. 

“Which of you does he owe money to?” I spoke up, my voice cracking. 

I looked around waiting for an answer. 

“Who the fuck does he owe money to?” I asked louder.

One of the guys who mustve been new to the group because I’d never seen him cleared his throat. 

“All of us” he said quietly.

I looked at Dean who was looking at me. 

“You’re a piece of shit.” I said snarling. 

“I know baby” he said reaching out for my arm. “I’m sor–”

I slapped his hand away and pointed my finger in his face. 

“Don’t you dare fucking touch me!” I yelled and shoved him again. 

“Just let me handle this, go to bed, and we’ll talk about it to-” he started.

“We’re not talking about shit! You fucked someone else!” I yelled. 

“I didnt fuck her, she only gave me head” Dean said as if that made it any better.

“That’s real fucking rich.” I slapped him across his face, and could hear the slap echo through our apartment and my hand stung, I probably hurt myself more than I hurt him. He didn’t move he just stood there. We stared at each other , my eyes flaring and his just looking pathetic and apologetic. He disgusted me. 

I turned and jutted my chin up towards Matty. “You first” 

Matty looked confused at first but then laughed and smirked, and licked his lips. 

“A blow job isn’t going to cover the amount he owes me sweetheart” he says. 

Dean stepped toward the table again as if to go after Matty

I held up my hand. “YOU” I said turning to him. “Sit the fuck down.” I glared at him and he looked down at me. 

“You’re not doing this” he said. I narrowed my eyes at him.

“You no longer get to tell me what I can and can’t do.” I said and he sat. 

I walked around the table and grabbed Matty’s hand and he all to eagerly got up out of his seat. I glared at Dean.

“Just so you know, I’m not doing this to help you…I’m doing this because I want to….because you thought it was appropriate for another woman to do it…to YOU” I said and pulled Matty with me towards our bedroom. 

“Krystal!” he called and I turned my head. 

“Shut up Dean.” I said and turned back away and pulled Matty to our bedroom.