Perfect Tenn

When I get home, I throw on my sweats and knot my hair on top of my head. I clean up the mess that I ignored yesterday and get dinner going. I may not be a good cook, but I can make a kickass baked ziti.

After the ziti is in the oven and everything is cleaned up, I sit down and pick up my book. I’m determined to finally finish this tonight. Just as I’m getting to the good part, Tenn walks in. Damn it, now I need to wait until I’m in bed because I know the sex is going to be hot. I toss the book and look up at him.

“Hey, ziti should be done soon,” I say.

He smiles and kicks off his boots. “Awesome, my favorite. I’m going to shower,” he says, grabbing his boots and walking away.

I get up to check the ziti and there is a knock on the door. Great, it’s probably my mom coming to see if I had an orgasm and figured out world hunger. Closing the oven, I go over and open it already laughing.

“Hey…” My eyes nearly bug out and my stomach drops to my feet. “Henry?”

He smiles and leans in kissing my lips. “Hi. I thought I’d surprise you and pick you up for dinner.” Holy shit, I’m supposed to have dinner with him tonight. I totally forgot. He takes in my outfit and my hair and dips his brows. “You don’t look ready for dinner.”

You think, dipshit? “Right, I feel like such an ass, but I totally forgot. I’ll just get ready and meet you there,” I say, trying to rush him out. I really don’t want him and Tenn meeting. Not now, not after my talk with him last night.

He pushes past me and comes in the house. Sure, come on in. He looks around nodding. “Nice place. I’ll just wait for you to get ready.” He walks into the living room, checking out the many photos I have of Tenn and me over the years. “So this is Tenn, huh?”

“Yep, that’s me. Who are you?” Tenn asks, coming out of the bathroom, thankfully, fully dressed.

Henry turns to face Tenn, and my pulse races. I’m so fucking nervous, and I don’t know why. Henry sticks out his hand after looking Tenn up and down. “I’m Henry.”

Tenn nods his head and walks past him, completely ignoring his hand. Ugh, he’s making this worse. He plops down on the couch and holds out his muscular arms, making sure to flex a little bit. Fucking idiot. “So what’s up, Harry?” Tenn asks. I’m going to kick his ass.

“It’s Henry. I’m here to pick up Regan for dinner, but she needs some time to get herself together,” he says, looking over at me. “Go get ready.”

“Yeah, I’m going to have to tell you to shut the fuck up. No one, and I mean no one, tells Regan what to do. If you were a real man you’d take her out in her sweats, she looks just as good in them as she does in a dress,” Tenn says, fisting his hands.

Henry takes a step closer to the coffee table, toward Tenn, making me even more nervous. “If you have a problem with me, be man enough to say it to me,” Henry says, crossing his puny arms.

Tenn stands up and I rush over. “Enough, this isn’t a pissing contest. Put your fucking cocks away,” I yell.

Tenn looks down at me, but Henry refuses to break his glare from Tenn. “Relax, I’m not going to do anything.?

? He then looks up at Henry and smiles. Not a friendly smile, but a cocky, fuck you smile. “I have no problem with you, other than you thinking my Regan needs to change for dinner. However, according to your sister you might with me. So, anything you want to say to me?”

Henry lets out a sarcastic laugh. “She’s not yours, she’s mine. That’s my problem with you, you act like you’re her man, but I am. I’m the one she chose, I’m the one who she spends her nights with, it’s my name she’s moaning. She’s mine, and I don’t fucking share,” he says with venom in his voice.

Tenn laughs, knowing he is full of shit, but I’m pissed. I’m beyond pissed. I grab Henry’s arm making him turn to look at me and stand in front of him. “First of all, I’m not yours. I’m not a fucking piece of property you take ownership of. I don’t know how your previous relationships were, but I assure you I will never, ever belong to someone. I told you yesterday nothing was going on with Tenn, yet I believe that is exactly why you decided to meet me here, to see for yourself. I don’t like being checked up on. If you don’t trust me, fuck you,” I say, poking my finger into his chest.

“When you are with me, you are mine,” he barks back at me.

“Dude, I’m going to knock you the fuck out in a minute if you keep talking to her like that,” Tenn growls with his arms crossed.

Henry shakes his head like he doesn’t care, but I would. I’ve seen Tenn hit someone and it’s usually guys much bigger than Henry, and they go down.

“Regan, you need to pick right now. You either end your friendship with this douche bag and get your own place or move in with me, or we are over,” Henry mutters, holding my gaze.

I walk away from him and go over opening the front door. “Get out, you fucking asshole. I’d never chose you over Tenn. He’s my best friend,” I say calmly.

He walks past me and turns around. “You’re making a huge mistake. No one as good as me will ever take a chance on you again,” he bites out.

Tenn charges forward, but before he even makes it I punch Henry right in the mouth. “Fuck you and are you kidding, I never moaned your name. I was trying to hold back my vomit.” I slam the door and hold my hand against me. Son of a bitch, hitting someone hurts.

Tenn pulls me to him and hugs me close. “Fuck, I’m sorry, Regan. I didn’t mean for that shit to happen. Are you alright?”

I lift my head and smile at him. “Honestly?”

“No lie to me, I like that,” he says, causing us both to laugh.