Oliver listened to someone mention about a noise in the restroom, but he said he hadn't heard it.
"I guess I was on break then," Oliver shrugged.
"I bet its that damn kid from the high school. I think he hides out in our restroom of all places," one of the clerks admitted. "I just can't stand him. He has anger issues. Then he goes to our restroom and jerks off."
"Really?" Oliver had never heard such, but if she believed Terrence was doing this then he'd have to agree with her as long as no one thought it was he and Bex. And as soon as he walked away, he just couldn't help to let a grin slip. This was so exciting and hilarious. But he had to resist the temptation to even rethink the whole ordeal with Bex in the restroom.
Had she given him some super power he didn't know he had? Really, neither could let it happen again, now could they? Would they?
When would that house of hers ever be a home?
He saw Bex gathering boxes. She was going to pack Dayton's things. Of course, he wasn't sure it would work. But Oliver decided he'd cook some comfy food when he got home, just in case they had unwanted guests.
"So what are you making?" Bex asked once they got back to her place, and she'd made it inside with the boxes.
"Something easy, meatloaf meatballs in gravy, mashed potatoes and something frozen that hopefully, looks like a vegetable." It was one of those things he could do in less than an hour. Hopefully, he'd go to all this work and Dayton wouldn't even show up. They'd have the place to themselves and then they wouldn't have to worry if they were too noisy.
Of course, Bex was rather noisy when it came to Dayton's things.
"That's not exactly packed, you know," Oliver couldn't help but grin about the boxes bulging in the livingroom.
"I don't care. I just want him out, and I want him gone." Her hands were on her hips and she was quite rigid now, unlike before at the restroom at work.
"Are we going to have to do all our lovemaking at work from now on?" Oliver was a bit curious.
"I didn't want Dayton spoiling it for us, you know. Not again, anyway," Bex shrugged.
"Of course, he's not going to spoil anything for us." But Oliver was wondering if he'd spoken too soon because Dayton drove up in his truck with Chris in the driveway.