Page 66 of Alec’s Dream

She saw it as Alec using his daughter as a weapon. He saw it as being smart and using everything he could to get the woman he knew was his to take a chance.

“If you’d drop that damn shield, babe, you wouldn’t think I was hurting you. You’d see it for what it is.”

“And what is it, Alec, huh?”

“It’s me pushing you to be brave—to step up and take what you want. To wake up and see me, not the ghosts from your past. I’m not hurting you, Macy. I’m showing you I’m a man of my word and I’m not going anywhere.”

Macy’s brows scrunched and her eyes squinted.

“You’re—”

“An unbelievably good kisser. Yes, I know, you’ve told me.” Alec gently shoved Macy into her house and skirted around her, then moved her once again so he could get the door shut.

“Alec!” Rory came into the living room. “I’m feeling all better. I even went to school today.”

“Glad to hear it, sweetheart.”

“Hi, Jossy.”

“Roar!” Joss struggled then shouted “Down!”

Macy sighed and gently set Joss on the floor. “Rory, honey, please make sure there’s nothing that Jocelyn could put in her mouth laying around.”

“Okay,” Rory absentmindedly answered as she got on her knees, patting her little girl legs and calling to Jocelyn.

“Hey, Alec,” Caleb greeted from the kitchen table.

“Hey, bud. How was school?”

“Boring. I have a test on Monday so Mom’s making me study tonight.”

“Always smart to get your work out of the way so you have the rest of the weekend to relax.”

“Yeah, I guess. I just hate geography.”

Alec smiled then made a decision that was likely going to piss Macy off more than she already was.

“What are you studying?”

“Maps.”

“I’m pretty good at land nav, need any help?”

Caleb’s gaze cut to his mom but Alec didn’t bother looking at Macy. He was sure she was trying her best to telepathically communicate that Caleb was in no way to accept help from Alec. The mere thought of her inner dialogue made him smile. He’d bet every last penny he’d saved she was mentally cursing up a storm and listing all of the reasons she hated Alec.

Every last one of her reasons were bullshit. Alec wouldn’t be there if he wasn’t sure, and there was not a chance in hell he’d allow Jocelyn to get caught in Macy’s web he if wasn’t positive they had a future.

Macy was the only one standing in the way of her finding happiness. The woman was her own worst enemy. Alec just needed a crack and he’d exploit it until Macy learned she could trust him.

“Yeah, I could use some help,” Caleb answered and Macy sighed.

“You got plans for dinner?” he asked Macy.

“Yep,” she snapped and Alec smiled at her curt answer.

“What are we having?”

Then he watched with rapt attention as every emotion Macy felt skirted over her features. She was adorable when she was pissed—red-faced, full kissable lips in a pout, brows furrowed, chest heaving and making her impressive tits swell with every breath.