Page 60 of Alec’s Dream

Macy’s eye sparked and Alec was happy to see some of the anguish morph into irritation. Annoyance he could work with, agony and tears gutted him. Macy sobbing in his arms made him feel helpless—it tore at him from the inside out. There was nothing he could do to ease her pain.

“Not until you tell me why you looked affronted that Jocelyn’s here.”

“Because, Alec, it reminded me that you have more important things to do than be here with me. It’s dinner time, you should be home with Jocelyn settling in for the night. Not here with me while I have another damn nervous breakdown and more drama. Go home and stop worrying about me.”

“That’s not gonna happen. And Jocelyn is just fine.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“I told you why.”

“Alec, for the last time—”

This time when Alec kissed her, he didn’t go easy like he’d done in her kitchen. It was reminiscent of their first kiss. Hot, wet, and powerful. He took his time tangling his tongue with hers, making sure she didn’t miss it—the chemistry they had, the need that arced between them. Two seconds into the kiss, Macy had relaxed and given in. Her hand went into Alec’s hair, tugging him closer, heating his skin—making the hunger that blanketed his body damn near impossible to keep in check.

Fucking hell, he wanted this woman—it was more than sex. He wanted her loyalty, her steadfast devotion, he wanted his daughter to be surrounded by her goodness, he wanted all of it for himself. And yes, he wanted the sex, too. How could he not when all they’d done was kiss and he was ready to get on his knees and beg for her to use her mouth on other parts of his body.

There was so much about Macy he wanted to know. But what he’d learned in the short time he’d known her, he liked.

Macy’s hand left his hair and traveled down to his chest, then lower. And when she started to yank the fabric up, he knew it was time to stop.

Alec broke the kiss. Macy’s eyes slowly came open, lust-drunk and hazy. So fucking sexy he had to latch on to all of his control and remind himself their kids were in the other room. And her disappointed little whimper did nothing to help deflate his hard cock that very happily nestled under her ass, though both of them would’ve been happier had there not been clothing between them. No doubt she was wet and ready for him—it wouldn’t take much maneuvering for her to straddle his lap and take his cock. Yeah, that would’ve made them both much happier.

But they were fully clothed and had a house full of people, taking the option of burying himself in her and making her forget all about her shit day, off the table.

“Wow, you can kiss,” Macy whispered, her gaze locked to his, making him feel unusually vulnerable.

Alec didn’t do intimacy well, he didn’t know how, but Macy staring at him with soft, lazy eyes, body fully relaxed into his, felt more intimate than anything he’d ever experienced. What was shocking was, he didn’t want to run from it. He wanted to open himself to this beautiful woman, but what’s more, he wanted her to want it.

“It’s you,” he told her. “All you, my beautiful Macy.”

The pretty pink blush made Alec’s heart squeeze and anger well up all at once. How could she not be used to hearing how pretty she was? How sexy she was when she took what she wanted. The battle over who was going to control the kiss almost made him shoot off in his pants. The woman was crazy good with her tongue, which only made Alec think about how she’d dominate his cock when he finally got her mouth around him.

The silence stretched for a moment and he hated to break it because he knew as soon as he did, Macy would retreat.

“I’m not going anywhere, Macy.” He was correct, the moment the words left his mouth, the walls slammed down and her eyes lost their pretty glow. “I’m gonna break down every barrier you have until you see me, until you know I’m a man you don’t have to protect yourself from. I know it’s gonna take time, I’m gonna have to bust my ass, and it’s gonna be hard work.” Alec paused so he could kiss the wrinkled skin between her brows. “But I know you’re worth it.”

“I’m not,” she denied.

“Fucking kills me that you believe that. And that’s part of what’s gonna take time. I don’t make promises I can’t keep, so when I promise you that one day you’re gonna know you’re worth it—you’re gonna know it down to your toes that not only are you worth the effort, but that the man who gets your time, your love, your loyalty, is the luckiest man alive. Add Aurora and Caleb to that and the bounty will be overflowing.”

With one last kiss to her forehead, Alec helped her off his lap.

“I’ll leave you to get dressed. Take your time.”

Macy didn’t move from her perch on the bed as Alec made his way across the room. He hoped she’d take some time for herself being as the kids were taken care of, but he knew Macy and she’d rush to get to Caleb and Rory, if nothing else than to check the pulse of her family.

Stubborn woman.

19

When I came out of my bedroom all eyes came to me. I ignored this. Partly because it made me uncomfortable that everyone was looking at me like they were preparing to rush to my side and catch me just in case I had a come-apart. But mostly because I was looking at my kids.

Rory of course, was sitting on the floor with Jocelyn. At some point my daughter had gone into her room and dragged out every stuffed animal she owned because my living room floor looked like a toy store had vomited a zoo of plush bears, horses, and monkeys. There were even some baby dolls thrown in.

Caleb sat at the table with the adults, eating. My son, who was no longer a little boy, locked eyes with me and my heart lurched. He was wise beyond his years, but also he was caring and kind under all the pain.

I walked across the room, calling out to Rory as I made my way to the kitchen, “How’s your tummy, Rory?”