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Ollie turned his back on me to walk into the shower and join Lexie in the steam.

I had to walk away. I wasn’t ready to get sucked into playing happy family yet.

Lexie had believed the worst of me. She’d believed Nancy over me. I couldn’t think of much worse she could do, other than cheat on us, of course, but I couldn’t see Lexie doing that. Especially since it would hurt Ollie too. And surely, she wouldn’t want to do that.

Hurt the favorite one.

I reminded myself they had both come looking for me. In fact, Lexie had risked her safety on that dirt bike, and nursed me back to health from what Ollie said.

But the darkness in my mind threatened again. I clenched my jaw and tried to stop my mind from spiraling down into another mess. I’d only just gotten my head around being part of this triad when they’d pulled the rug out from under me with the lack of trust.

I wasn’t sure I could do it again. I wanted Lexie, it was true. Since meeting her, every other woman had lost any appeal. But that didn’t mean I was going to get suckered into a family I didn’t want.

I had a lot to think about before the next conversation, and knowing Lexie, she wouldn’t want to wait. She’d want to know how I was feeling right now.

And the darkness inside me dictated that the way I was feeling now was angry.

Chapter 20

MARKUS

When Lexie came down the stairs fresh and clean, she was dressed in a pretty top and jeans.

I was in the kitchen, cooking up breakfast. I didn’t spend a lot of time in the kitchen. But I could do eggs and bacon, toast and sausage. Protein, carbs and butter.

“Smells great,” Lexie said with a grin and sat on a bar stool.

I slid some bacon onto a large platter and pushed a plate toward her. “Help yourself.”

Since getting dressed, I’d calmed down enough to focus my nervous energy into cooking. I was starving, and I was sure they were, too.

Ollie came into the kitchen, opened the fridge and started pulling out drinks. Milk. Juice. Iced tea.

I served the last of the eggs and we all sat down at the counter to eat breakfast. The atmosphere was charged but not terrible.

When we were done eating, Ollie cleared away the dishes then indicated the large living room. “Shall we?”

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