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She looks at me, surprise marring her face, before she smiles shyly.

“I missed you too, and you look tired, Jay.” She runs her warm hands over my face, trying to smooth the fatigue from me. She grabs my hand. “So, we’re going to eat, and I’m going to strip you naked and massage the aches from your muscles. If you feel up to it, afterward, I’ll fix you a drink and we can do whatever it is you want.”

And that’s exactly what happens. We eat takeout, laugh at Mellie’s cursing when we leave her to clean up the mess in the kitchen. Alex strips me of my clothes and has me lie on my stomach. I listen to her movements as she removes her dress. I sucked in a breath and feel my cock harden as she sits on my ass, her wet pussy coating my bare skin.

I let her hands work wonders on my muscles as she kneads and rubs my sore body. As relaxing as it should have been, all I can focus on is that bare pussy. Unable to take anymore, I slowly turn on my back, lift her and place her where I need her the most.

CHAPTER 21

JASON

“Are you going to get that? It’s been going off for hours.” I reach over to silence the phone again, knowing exactly who it is. Instead of just silencing the phone for the moment, I turn the damn thing off.

“I just want to be here with you, uninterrupted.” I pull her closer. “And play with these.” I grab her breast in my hand and squeeze it gently. “I could play with these all night.” I pin her underneath me and stick my head between her breasts, rubbing my face against her skin. Her laugh echoes through the entire room.

“You’re a breast man, I see.”

“And an ass man. Don’t forget that hot pussy. I’m just an Alex man. I would go to war over this body.” I slide my hand underneath her body and grab her ass. “This skin feels like silk. These lips,” I say kissing her softly, “taste like cotton candy. This neck.” I run my tongue along her long neck. “These tits,” I say as I suck and bite both nipples. “I’d burn down the whole damn city over these tits.”

The minute the phone turns back on, I have alerts for five new text messages. All but one is from Natalie. I delete her texts, feeling guilty doing this while Alex sleeps next to me. I focus on the text from Jake. We arrange to meet for breakfast in the morning since he’ll be in the city to get his marriage license and spend the day with Sandy. He claims it’s the last free day they have until the wedding.

“Are you sure I look okay?” Alex asks the next morning. She looks better than okay in a pair of black ankle length pants, light blue top, and chunky wedges. Her hair is the curliest I’ve seen it and reaches just to the base of her neck.

“You look beautiful.” She stands in front of my bathroom mirror and fusses with her hair. She tries to twist it and tie it with a hair clip, but her hair is too thick and refuses to cooperate.

“Your hair looks fine, Alex.” Our eyes lock in the mirror and she smiles shyly. “Are you nervous? You already met them.”

“I just wish I had something less stuffy to wear. Had I known I’d be skipping work today, I would have packed something else.” She tries the hairclip again, but it pops out of her hair and practically flies across the room.

“It’s just breakfast, angel.”

“With your best friend and his fiancée. I want them to like me.”

“They already do like you,” I remind her.

“Yeah, but we weren’t a thing back then. I was just a guest at your party.” She walks out of the bathroom and searches through her overnight bag. Frustrated, she tosses the bag on the floor and walks back to the bathroom to look through the drawers again. “And your sister not owning a blow dryer is ridiculous. You think I have time to run out and buy one? I could have sworn I packed mine and my flatiron. And I hate these clothes I’m wearing.” She stomps out of the bathroom again, but this time, I follow her. She’s fast as she walks out of the bedroom. She’s practically in the kitchen by the time I grab her elbow.

“It’s just breakfast,” I repeat. I grab her chin and look into her eyes. “You look perfect.” And she does. It’s taking every ounce of willpower not to grab one of her breasts, knowing if I do, we’ll be very late for breakfast. “Relax, okay. They like you because I like you.”

She relaxes, but the serene look on her face disappears as soon as she touches her hair again. I pull her hand away and kiss it.

“After breakfast, we’ll stop off somewhere and get you a blow dryer and whatever else you need. Keep them here. Leave some clothes here too.”

Her eyes widen at my words, and she rolls her head back to get a clear view of my face. She blinks rapidly and shakes her head as if she can’t believe what she just heard.

Despite having girlfriends over the years, none of them lasted longer than three or four months. Some didn’t even last a month, and when things ended, I never thought of the women again. Other than Natalie, no woman ever meant anything to me, until Alex. Since I saw her sitting in the café, I wanted to be near her.

“You heard me right. I want you here all the time. Come and go as you please. You and Mellie are friends, so you can stay here with her when I’m working overnight.”

“You’re kinda crazy, do you know that, Jason?” She walks back to the bedroom and grabs her purse, pulling out a small makeup bag. She goes into the bathroom, and I watch, fascinated, as she applies lip liner, followed by lip gloss. She adds eyeliner and mascara before she pinches her cheeks, giving her a little color.

“That’s Dr. Jason Dupree,” I say. She looks at me through the mirror and we both laugh.

“Excuse me. Do you know you’re crazy,Dr. Jason Dupree? We’ve only known each other a few weeks, and I don’t even know what we are. Last time you introduced me, you introduce me as Mellie’s friend.”

I kiss her hand before intertwining our fingers and escorting her out of the house to my car.

“If I remember things correctly, when I introduced you, youwereMellie’s friend. The same one who told me she was interested in someone else. Remember that? I do. You told me you were interested in another man as you ate the muffin I brought you.”

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