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Patty saunters off to the kitchen and inside I am berating myself. I am probably the only adult in New York City who hasn’t had sex in five years. I know my problem runs deeper. I don’t trust most men, and yet I somehow came to trust Connor. He’s so good with Syd and it’s been easy to fall. Seeing the guy naked and knowing how large his cock is would make any woman swoon. Only he isn’t in the same headspace, yet he makes comments to me like he made earlier when he was massaging my shoulders while I was naked in the bath. He wants me and he’s fighting it but he’s fighting it because he only does casual, and I am living in his house. I see how that could be a problem.
Patty returns and we share some ice cream. She tells me about her doctor’s appointments because she is pregnant and keeping it a secret from everyone, except her baby daddy and family.
I yawn for the third time in a row. “It’s been one hell of a day. I need my bed,” I say to her.
“Go, it’s fine,” she replies.
“I’ll update you on the engagement party. Please be happy for us. We need this to be believable,” I ask of her.
“I’m always your biggest cheerleader.”
“That is the truth,” I agree.
“Wait until Skylar hears you’re engaged,” she laughs.
“She’s going to kill me for not telling her about Connor first. Especially since Crew is good friends with Syd. Maybe I’ll have them over for a playdate.”
“She’s so busy with the wedding, I wouldn’t worry. But she will be happy for you,” Patty says.
I want to smile but it doesn’t come. I’ve never been the type of person who can fake being happy. I hope I am the type of person who can fake being married because that isn’t a big deal. Right?
CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE
Connor
I lean against the counter in the kitchen, my head spinning from this clusterfuck of a situation with Sybil. I’m trying to understand why she has taken an interest in our daughter now. It doesn’t seem like she’s changed at all. It must be Warren, her fiancé, but he doesn’t seem to be too interested in Syd either. He looks like a rich self-absorbed prick. So, what are Sybil’s intentions? I move my neck from side to side, feeling tension radiating from there down my back. My guess is that Sybil is in love for the first time in her life, and she doesn’t know how to keep this guy. But that can’t be right either and I just want to punch something.
I hear the front door open and so I make my way toward the door. All the lights are off and I watch Ellie slowly come through the door and kick off her shoes.
“Did you figure things out with Patty?” I ask, my voice carrying in the dark.
She flinches. “Shit, I didn’t see you there.” She palms her chest and her eyes run over my body. I remember I’m shirtless since I went to the kitchen to get a cold glass of water after my scorching hot shower.
She licks her lips. She isn’t exactly shy about checking me out or telling me without words just how attracted she is to me.
“Sorry,” I say sheepishly, and I allow my eyes to roam over her bare legs once again.
She moves in closer. She looks tired and so damn beautiful. All I can think about is fisting that long hair of hers and bringing her close to me so I can kiss the hell out of her.
“I told Patty the truth. She won’t tell a soul. I trust her.”
“I understand. It’s probably good to have someone who isn’t me,” I snicker.
“It really is,” she blows out a breath. “It isn’t a secret I’m attracted to you but there is a whole lot of guilt I am feeling over deceiving Nana, even if this whole wedding is making her super happy.”
“I can’t stop thinking of you too.” The words slip from my mouth accidentally. It’s the result of a mix of the tension I’m feeling and her beauty that’s reeling me in.
“Don’t say things you aren’t willing to follow through on,” she warns.
My nostrils flare. This is very much a case of I want what I can’t have.
I take a step forward, inhaling her floral scent. “I’m not thinking straight right now,” I admit because I am a straight-up guy. I would not fuck around with Ellie. At least not with her heart.
She breathes fast and as I move in closer; I take in her pulse point on her neck. It’s beating frantically. Fuck me. Fuck me. I reach out, touching my hand to her cheek. My thumb strokes her soft skin as my body ignites on fire. I want her. I’m not thinking when I crash my lips to hers. Her arms wrap around me and her lips are just as hungry as mine. My tongue slides into her mouth and need explodes inside me.
“You taste so good,” I say into her mouth. I devour her mouth as our tongues wrap around each other. We are so hungry we can’t seem to get enough. “Wrap your legs around my waist.”
“You can’t lift me,” she pants.
