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“Yes,long term. I’ve never done that before, but the ladies are counting on us. We’re up to two thousand dollars in the Honeyfund, so we should probably get married.”
A nervous cough escapes my throat as I pull onto the freeway. What the hell has gotten into him? Marriage? Is he insane? I mean we joked about it the other day, but he seems scarily serious at the moment.
“Lex, we just met.”
“So? When you know, you know.”
“Lexington,” I say sternly and he groans, throwing his head back against the headrest and staring at the roof of the car.
“Fine, no marriage yet. But soonish. Okay? I know the ladies would love planning it.”
My eyes narrow because that doesn’t sound like he loves me or that he even wants to marry me. I don’t even know why we’re having this ridiculous conversation three weeks after we met but my mouth can’t stop flapping.
“So you’d marry me just to make them happy?” I ask.
He huffs and turns his head a little, watching me. “No, of course not. My parents never married, and theirfriendsnever sealed the deal, so it’s not like I had any good examples growing up. So I never expected to do it myself. But when I think of being with you, it’s not so bad.”
Not so bad, my god, this man.
“I’m not marrying you,” I mutter, feeling…annoyed by this conversation. Among other things.
To be honest, I never planned on marrying anyone either but now the first person I could see myself committed to is only considering it for my grandma’s sake. Well, this is just my luck.
“Why not?” Lex asks, his tone annoyed. “Why are you saying no now? You’ve never said it to me before? You always just say yes. Well, except for yesterday when you wanted me to fuck you…”
“Because I will not be some kind of…pity husband.”
I pull the car into a parking spot and stumble out. This conversation is dumb, and I’ve had some pretty stupid conversations in my life. I work in accounting after all. I stomp toward the building but Lex grabs onto my arm, stopping me in my tracks.
“You running away?” he asks and I shrug out of his hold.
“No, I’m headed to your apartment. I’m doing the opposite of running.”
He huffs, “You are such a brat.”
I glance over my shoulder at him and continue moving toward his place. “You love it.”
His eyes grow hooded, electricity sparking between us. “Yes, I do.”
When we enter his apartment, the annoyance I felt in the parking lot is still there and it’s not fading nearly as fast as I want it to.
It’s probably because I’m still exhausted from such a long day at the hospital. Around lunchtime I had to run to work for a bit and Jason was huffing and puffing at me like usual. I’d just ignored him, rushing through my work to get back to Lex. But I could hear him grumbling at his desk, his fan on full blast. I didn’t want him to be even more stressed out because now that I think of it, he does look unhealthy and I’d feel terrible if he just keeled over, so I extended my stay in the office to help him with some stuff.
But now here I am at Lex’s apartment, and we are in a sort-of fight, I think, and I’m tired and wrung out and I just want to lay down and hold him.
“You wouldn’t be a pity husband,” Lex says when I start to take my shirt off.
“Well, I’d feel like one after that conversation,” I say, shrugging it off my shoulders and tossing it onto a chair.
He rolls his eyes and then steps into my space, his hands sliding around my bare hips, tugging me against him.
“I amconsumedby you,” he says, running one of his hands through my hair and tugging on it. “I have never felt this way about another person.”
My breath leaves my body and I stare at him. “It doesn’t matter anyways. It’s too fast.”
“Fast is the only way to live.”
He presses his lips to mine, and I melt into him.
