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Later in bed, I can’t fall asleep. I’m too energized, and all I can think about is the conversation my mother and I had. Is it possible for Alec and me to have a relationship? In the silence of the night, I admit to myself that what I feel for Alec is more than physical attraction. There’s chemistry between us, and I know he feels it too. I want to spend all my time with him. I want to know everything about him. I want to call and text him whenever I feel like it.
It’s frightening to admit that I want more from Alec. It makes me feel vulnerable and exposed, as if my heart is suddenly bared for everybody to see. I pull the sheets up to my chin.
I’ve fallen hard, as my sister would say.
I’ve never had a real relationship. My writing has always come first, and the men I’ve dated in the past were jerks. Could Alec be my soul mate? The one man who can make me happy for the rest of my life?
But what if I open my heart up to him and he hurts me? How will I ever recover from that?
I have a baby to think about as well.
26
Alec
Alec: I’m home. I miss you already.
I hit send before I change my mind about my choice of words. But it’s true dammit! I miss Ivy. I want her to be here with me. I don’t have a lot of time as I’m seeing my first patient at half past ten. I change into formal clothes while glancing at my phone every so often.
Ivy: I miss you too. Florida just became dull.
My heart pounds wildly as I read her text over and over again like a love-struck fool. A one-line text message makes me insanely happy. As though Ivy has just declared her love for me. But she may as well have by saying that she misses me too.
Alec: What are you doing?
Her response comes seconds later.
Ivy: Just came from the shower. Getting ready for the day.
My body snaps awake as the image of a naked Ivy forms in my mind. I hiss under my breath as my cock swells. I’ve never sexted any woman. I prefer sex in person, not on the phone. But now I find my fingers typing my thoughts.
Alec: Are you naked?
Her response feels as important as the results of a patient’s crucial medical test. I hold my breath as I wait for it.
Ivy: Yes. I’m rubbing lotion all over my body and wishing you were the one doing it.
My breath hitches. I want my hands on her, molding her breasts, teasing her nipples, watching them swell.
Alec: Fuck, Ivy. Are you wet?
She takes longer to respond this time.
Ivy: I was checking. I’m wet. I want you, Alec, and it’s 9:30 in the morning. Who thinks of sex at this time?
I resist the urge to dip my hand in my pants to give my cock a few strokes.
Alec: I’m with you. My cock is so hard I’ll have to keep sitting when my patient comes in.
She sends me a message with several laughing emojis, then follows it up with another one.
Ivy: If I were in your office right now, I’d go under the desk, pull out your cock and suck it until you come.
My phone rings, and I nearly jump out of my skin. My hands are shaking when I answer the phone. It’s my secretary. My patient is here. I ask her to give me five before sending the patient in.
Alec: My patient is here, and I look like I have a huge tent in the front of my pants. No more texting Ivy. Else …
I inhale and exhale in an effort to clear my thoughts of Ivy. A text from her comes in.
