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The worst I could do was read the room wrong and be kicked out before I did the one thing I desperately wanted to do—kiss Sophie.
“Don’t be,” I said, stepping into Sophie’s space, arms out on either side of her while I gripped the countertop, boxing her in. “Everything happens for a reason, doesn’t it?”
Her gaze latched tightly onto mine, searching deep, far deeper than I wanted her to. If she dove into my soul, she’d see how much I wanted to make this work—not just the family thing, but our thing too.
Me and Sophie and our twin babies. A fever dream perhaps.
Sophie didn’t push me away, or mention this was a mistake. Instead, her hands went to my waist, her fingers curling around the fabric of my shirt. “I’m sorry,” she said.
“For what?” I asked, my voice soft as I moved a hand up to her cheek and slid it to the back of her neck, pulling her just a few inches closer.
Her fingers let go of my shirt, and she moved her palms over my lower back, their heat spreading like hot liquid over my skin.
“I’m sorry about your mother, your lost passion for camping. I feel bad that we hooked up and now have to deal with Vick’s feelings. I’m sorry that I got you into this sticky situation.” she chuckled softly, her chin tilted up and her eyes still on mine.
“You don’t have to be sorry, alright? For anything. ” I said and leaned in, closing the gap between our mouths.
CHAPTER 15
Sophie
The kiss on Alex's lips was like a gentle tickle that made my whole body tingle. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for him being fooled by Viki. It was sweet how he wanted a family so badly, but I didn't want to keep him around if there wasn't love between us. Perhaps, just perhaps, Alex could use this situation to get back to Vicki. But damn, his touch was irresistible and I found myself fighting against my own desires.
I kept telling myself that baby hormones were obviously the reason I led Alex to my bedroom. The reason why I let him yank my T-shirt over my head and unclip my bra with the same fervor, and why my hands were shrugging off his shirt. I was relieved when he tugged it completely off and dropped it to the floor.
It was also the exact same reason why our mouths were sliding over each other’s.
Teeth and lips and tongues all crashing together.
“Just so you know,” said Alex, breaking the kiss, pausing the urgency that had suddenly enveloped us both, slowing it down to a more manageable speed. “I didn’t come over tonight expecting sex, even though you are very beautiful.”
“I don’t believe you,” I said, not really caring what his reasons were. I had complete tunnel vision. All I wanted was his body on mine, his tongue in my mouth.
He chuckled. “Well, you should. And it wasn’t because of sex. Scout’s honor.”
My hands were on Alex’s lower back, pulling him to me, desperately trying to close every gap between us. “You never pegged me as a scout.”
Alex smiled and curled his fingers around the back of my neck. I arched into him as he kissed a trail up my throat. With his breath hot against my skin, he muttered, “Two years in high school. I even got my Star Scout badge.”
“Hopefully no mountains were involved in getting that badge,” I teased, my mouth inching toward his.
“Only a few hills.” Alex smiled, leading me to the bed. But we didn’t lower ourselves onto it just yet. His hands roamed down my bare stomach to my hips, moving back and forth over the bone, bringing us even closer together until my breasts touched his bare chest. “Do you really believe me when I say that I came here to talk, to get to know you? Not just to have sex?”
“I do,” I muttered softly, and leaned into his hand now curling behind my head, tilting my chin up before his mouth pushed down against mine.
He lowered me onto the bed, climbing on top of me, and then he angled himself off the side, his fingers skimming down my thighs. My legs fell open for him, as if his touch was a button and I had no choice but to comply.
His fingers slipped beneath my cotton panties, coming to rest in my center, and then with a feather-light touch he moved his hand down my core before he slipped two fingers inside of me. My hips lifted in response just as a guttural groan stuck in my throat.
Alex’s mouth, which was still on mine, pulled into a smile. “I’m glad you like this.”
“Don’t get a big head,” I mumbled, not daring to say that I didn’t just like his touch, I loved it. Alex’s skills were admirable, the way his fingers curled and traced and teased made me wetter than the ocean. I could easily have reached my peak, but then Alex moved again, this time leaping up from the bed.
Before I knew it, he had slipped both fingers beneath either side of my panties and pulled them down, cool air meeting my skin.
I was completely naked now, feeling slightly self-conscious, wondering if I was showing anything more than just a faint bloat at six weeks. But the way he was staring at me as if I was the most beautiful thing in the world dissolved all those insecurities.
With Alex’s eyes now latched onto mine, his smile unwavering, he unbuttoned his jeans and stepped out of them. He was wearing briefs, his hardness evident, and when he slipped them off, I heard another moan escape my throat.
