Page 29 of Alec’s Dream

Those dreams he’d been having weren’t exactly platonic, G-rated fantasies. But before right then, Alec had thought it was because he hadn’t been laid since Jocelyn had landed on his doorstep.

Now he knew the lack of sex didn’t have a damn thing to do with it.

It was her.

Just her.

And now that he understood his motivation, it was game on.

“How about we go back to why you’re here. When you’re done explaining that, you can tell me why Jonny’s checking in with you. After that, I’ll consider telling you how kid drop-off with Doug went.”

He liked that, all of it.

No, he loved that she was standing her ground.

“I came over here because I haven’t talked to you all week. And Jonny called me to check in because I asked him to.”

“Nope. Not good enough.”

“What do you mean not good enough? I answered your questions.”

“Why are you here?” Macy repeated.

Alec looked at her, really took her in, not her beauty, not her cradling Joss, but the woman she was. Her trust had been abused. She’d been fucked over by an asshole husband who was continuing to play games.

So he made another decision—no bullshit. No games, no bluster, no ego. She’d get straight-up honesty from him—always. And that included his emotions.

“I wanted to see you. You dodged me all week, and don’t lie and say you didn’t because Macy, I saw you catch sight of me in the parking lot and you’d hightail it into your office.” Her eyes slid away from his and he knew he’d been right. “I also wanted to make sure everything went okay with your kids after what went down. But honestly? I’m here because I want to be.” Alec paused a moment and waited for her to look up at him. He figured he would’ve seen surprise but he wasn’t prepared for the slow blink or the shudder that ran through her. “As for Jonny, I asked him to keep me up to date on what was going on with Doug because I wanted to make sure you were safe.”

“I talked to the kids after I picked them up from my parents. I realized you were right, I wasn’t doing them any favors by allowing Doug to walk all over me. That needed to stop and I made some changes this week.”

Alec liked that she’d acknowledged that she had thought on their conversation. But more, he was ecstatic she was putting a stop to Doug’s continued abuse.

Then Macy shocked him and went into detail about the talk she had with her kids. Rory’s confusion and her concerns about her daughter. Then about Caleb asking about her swollen knuckles. Alec was damn impressed she’d told her son the truth and had done it in a way that she managed not to out-and-out call the boy’s father a loser.

“I’m worried about Caleb,” Macy admitted but the knock on the door cut off Alec’s response.

“I’ll get it,” Alec told her, and walked to the door pulling his wallet out of his back pocket on the way.

Alec pulled open the door finding Holden standing there with two white takeout bags and a broad smile.

Before he could greet his friend, Macy called out from behind him.

“Did you check the peephole?”

He shook his head at her smart-ass comment and found something else he liked about Macy—beyond her normal sweet self she was a bit of a wiseass.

“When you start opening the door strapped I won’t bitch about you not checking to see who’s standing out there. Actually, that’s a lie, I’ll still be pissed,” he returned.

Holden chuckled and held out the bags.

“How much do I owe you?” Alex inquired.

“We’ll square up later. Have a good night.”

“Thanks.”

Alec took the bags. Holden jogged back to the company suburban parked at the curb and he shut the door.