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“I can’t be with a woman simply because Brit likes her.”

He grins that grin that he gets on his stupid face when he’s thinking about his wife. Probably naked. “She’s pretty irresistible.”

“Brit or Ivy?”

“Yes.”

I snort and stand, grabbing my empty mug. “Come on, I’ve had enough sharing my feelings for one day. I need a shower.”

“You’re just going to get sweaty.”

“Fuck off, I need a shower.”

CHAPTER TEN

IVY

Ipark in front of Xander’s house and gather my things to head inside. I’m here early, like he suggested, but only by about thirty minutes. I didn’t know for sure when I should get here, so I guessed, after overthinking it for about three hours.

I don’t even make it to the door before it opens, and the man himself stands there, a smile quirking his perfect lips, as I climb the steps to the porch.

“Good morning,” he says, taking my bag from me the way he does every day when I arrive. “You’re late.”

“No, I’m early.”

“I told you to come for breakfast.” He passes me the water tumbler that he’s deemed as mine, and it rattles with fresh ice, making my heart soften.

“It doesn’t take me longer than thirty minutes to eat,” I tell him, and he leans in to me, so close that I can smell him, and it sends electricity down my spine.

“I wanted you here earlier.”

“You weren’t specific.”

“I won’t make that mistake again.”

He winks at me and then leads me to the kitchen, where Cooper and Britney are enjoying their own meals.

“Good morning, honey,” Britney says with a smile. “I love those scrubs.”

They’re just plain green scrubs, but this woman is the queen of compliments.

“Thanks.” I slide onto a stool, and Xander takes my plate out of the oven and sets it in front of me. “You kept it warm?”

“Of course. Who wants a cold burrito?” Xander smirks and takes his own plate out of the oven too.

He waited for me.

Holy shit, this man. But he’s just a nice guy. He would do that for anyone.

Right?

“This is different from the other day,” I say after I take a bite.

“Harper’s been slacking,” Xander says, and then smirks. “Yeah, she has a new baby. Whatever, she has time to feed me.”

I bark out a laugh, and he winks at me.

“Cassie made these.”