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Except she was interested in someone else.
Damn.
Maybe I should take my own advice and at least let her know how I felt.
Actually, that was a good idea.
If I let her know how I felt—just to clear the air between us—maybe I could stop obsessing over her.
I heard the shower down the hall shut off and I automatically thought of a wet Lexie wrapped in a towel. All that auburn hair falling over her shoulders, those pretty green eyes, and soft, pink lips.
Checking that the baby monitor was on and the door was locked, I pushed my right hand under the waistband of my boxer briefs.
Doing my best to imagine a generic woman, I stroked myself with a long groan.
I’d had sex since Kylie got pregnant and disappeared, but it hadn’t been what I’d call good or fulfilling. And I hadn’t had sex since Kylie dropped Jack in my arms and took off.
So, my right hand and I had become very well-acquainted.
It wasn’t what I craved, but getting off was getting off when it came down to it.
Finally giving in and allowing my fucked-up head to imagine Lexie on her knees for me, sucking me off between those pretty pink lips, I groaned when my cock throbbed in my fist.
Picturing her under me, spread open for me, taking my dick deep into her wet heat, I yanked on my sac and jerked my shaft until my body tensed and I shot my load onto my stomach and chest with a grunt.
Fuck.
I was in way too deep with this girl.
Hiring her to be our nanny, having her living with us day in and day out, getting to know her better with each passing moment, all of it had led to this.
I wouldn’t have traded it because Jack was happy and healthy.
I was feeling physically and mentally healthier because of all Lexie had taken from my plate.
But there was no way I could keep up the charade of being just friends, just boss and employee, with Lexie.
I had to tell her the truth.
Even if things got awkward.
Even if she laughed in my face and told me she had the hots for someone else.
I’d drive myself crazy if I didn’t tell her how I really felt.
Fate had brought her into my life—brought her into my son’s life—and I knew it was for a good reason.
Maybe fate still had something up its sleeve
I could only hope that maybe Lexie felt even a fraction for me that I felt for her.
Chapter3
Lexie
I might as well have been livingin a made for TV movie.
Not even joking, my situation was beyond surreal.
