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Chapter Three
Lexi
Of all the people to run into, I had to see Alex downstairs. How long had he lived in the building? I’d been here for almost a year, and I’d never seen him before. I could have gone another year without seeing him again, but no—he had to walk into the vestibule just as my key was stuck in my mailbox.
The moment I saw him, heat flooded my cheeks. It only made it worse when he took over my task, and his heady aftershave wafted over me, making me slightly dizzy. As much as I didn’t want to check him out, my mind had other plans. He was dressed in old jeans, a hole over the left knee, and a long-sleeve navy t-shirt that stretched tightly over his shoulders. This close to him I could see a few gray hairs filtered among the dark strands.
My brain was mentally calculating all the numbers, but even with all pluses, he was still in the hole. When I stepped away from him, and he called out to me about carrots, I was utterly befuddled. The last thing I had been thinking about was food.
“Carrots? Why the hell would I need carrots?” Did he think I was fat? Was he suggesting that I needed to go on a diet? I turned slowly to face him, and the next words out of his mouth made me wish I hadn’t even stopped.
“Not for you. I thought your rabbit might be hungry.”
Oh—my—god! I spun away, feeling the blood explode into my cheeks as I rushed up the steps. I should have stood my ground, should have told him, sorry, buddy, but my rabbit was well fed. It wasn’t though. I hadn’t touched it since I’d turned it on, and I had no intention of doing so. I’d already realized that using that would give ‘love you to the moon and back’ a whole new meaning. The best I could do was flip him the bird before I ran all the way to my apartment.
I leaned back against the inside of my door and dropped my head. I really was going to need to find a new place to live. There was no way I could keep living here and run into him again. I set my laptop and the mail on the counter and eyed the offending box. Maybe I should leave the box outside his door. He seemed more interested in it than I was.
I sighed as I went to change clothes and get ready to meet Clare. I was about to leave when I got a phone call from work and got stuck dragging my laptop out to answer a few questions for my boss. I was finishing up when someone knocked on my door, and it opened.
There were only two people who ever did that, Clare and Connie. I peered up to see Connie coming in and figured she needed something from my kitchen. She was notorious for raiding my fridge, but I didn’t mind. I waved to her and went back to my conversation as I told my boss I would get the rest of the information over to him in the morning.
As I set my phone down, I heard a rustling behind me and turned just in time to see Connie pull the rabbit out of the box. I froze, but it wasn’t because she found it; no, it was because she looked enthralled by the kinky device in her hand. Her gaze lifted to mine. “Oh, you have one of these, too? Mine is purple; aren’t they fantastic? I have to keep a stash of batteries around; I just wear them out so quickly.”
Too—damn—much—information! I started to head toward her before she could pull the rest out of the box, but I was too late, and she held the anal plug in her hand.
She lifted her joy-filled eyes my way. “Do you like these? If you do, I’ll have to show you the one I have; it’s a lot bigger, vibrates and everything.”
My jaw dropped to the floor. Connie was in her late fifties, and the idea of her using these kinds of sexual aids was mind-boggling. How did she even know what they were? Did women near sixty still like to have sex? I’d always heard that after menopause, women no longer had a sex drive.
“Clare bought them for me for my birthday,” I told her, and I removed the items from her hands, shoving them back inside the cardboard box.
“So, you haven’t tried them yet?”
“No!” I said a little too forcefully as I carried the package to my bedroom and literally tossed it inside. “And I don’t plan on it either.”
She laughed. “Lexi, you need to try them out. They are fantastic. Clare picked out the perfect ones for you.”
“There is nothing perfect about your best friend buying you a vibrator, Connie.”
“Of course, there is. I should have thought of that myself. When is the last time you were with a man? If you aren’t going to have sex regularly, you need to use those. They keep you young.”
A strangled laugh left my throat. “I’m only thirty-three, Connie.”
“That’s right, you are still so young, but you need to keep yourself happy. It makes life so much more enjoyable.”
The mental image of Connie on her back with a bright-pink rabbit between her legs caused me to shiver as I spun away to collect my phone. I really didn’t need that image in my mind. I had enough trouble picturing myself using those items.
“Did you need something? I’m getting ready to head out to meet Clare.”
“I wanted to ask you about Alex. I saw him at your door last night. He lives down in 106; isn’t he gorgeous?”
I almost choked on my own spit and coughed to clear my throat. “You know him?”
“Of course, I know him. I see him all the time around the complex. He’s been one of my many fantasies while—”
I put my hand up to stop her, closing my eyes. “Please, don’t. Please don’t share that with me. I already know more than I care to.”
She laughed heartily. “You know, sometimes I think you are the one that is fifty-eight, and I’m the one in my thirties.” She went toward the door. “You really should get to know him; he’s a very nice man.”
