Not the way I’d hoped to be spending my Saturday night.
I’d thought by now I’d be balls deep in a warm woman, not lying here grappling with the idea that I may have found my mate. The very concept sounded wrong to my ears.
I lifted my arm and lay it across my face, covering my eyes with my forearm.
“Damn it all to hell.”
A perfect Fated mate was Ollie’s dream, not mine. And just because we were a perfect pair, didn’t mean we had to share a mate.
It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t how I wanted to spend my life. And surely, Fate understood that?
If I stayed away or even moved out, maybe Ollie and Lexie could just get together and leave me out of it.
The very idea of my brother mating with the woman I wanted turned my insides upside down, but better to deal with some short-term stress, rather than long-term agony.
I wasn’t built for monogamy and fidelity and proved it time and time again.
My sister told me I wasn’t.
Every woman I’d ever dated told me the same thing.
Surely, I didn’t need another woman to tell me what I already knew? I wasn’t built to be a husband. Especially not to a woman as beautiful and special as Lexie. She deserved someone who could be completely faithful and monogamous. Someone who would worship her, body and soul. I couldn’t give her that.
It would be best for both of us if I just left her alone.
Chapter 6
LEXIE
A soft knock on my door roused me from one of the best sleeps of my life. “Come in,” I managed to mumble, though I wasn’t sure yet who I was talking to.
Why was someone knocking...Was it a nurse? Was I in hospital? That would make sense as to why I had been so deeply asleep.
I forced my eyes to open, though they felt weighed down as if by lead.
There was a man standing quietly beside my bed, sporting a soft smile and holding a tray of food. Ollie.