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CHAPTER28
Alexa
It had beena week since Evan and I had hooked up as my sister would say. Connected would have been a better term because that’s how I’d felt in his arms—connected and oddly fulfilled.
We’d combusted over that weekend in a way I’d never experienced.
Maybe it was because we’d gone slow with a lot of dinner conversation before jumping to the button and zipper pulling stage. Or, maybe it was because of all the built up sexual tension on my part over that time. He’d been the one I’d wanted and couldn’t allow myself to have—forbidden fruit as they said.
Were all rich guys as sexually proficient as Evan? Did the expensive prep schools they attended offer sex education classes that taught a lot more than simple anatomy? If so, it would explain why women always chased after them.
As I turned the final corner one block from our meeting place, my nervousness ramped up. How was I supposed to explain that I’d bedded the man I hated? I didn’t understand it myself, so if I didn’t sense a good time to bring it up this morning, maybe it could wait until our next brunch.
When I pushed open the doors, the scrumptious aromas woke me from my contemplations. The bistro was as packed as always for a Saturday morning. I spotted my girls, Chelsea and Gwen right away.
“There’s our badass girl,” Chelsea exclaimed as she took me into a hug. “You look great.”
I didn't understand thebadasscomment but would accept a hug any time. I’d checked my face and the concealer was doing its job so it wasn’t that. “Have you looked in a mirror today?” I chirped.
She always made black look powerful. She was going to be a kick ass lawyer when she finished law school. Today, her face was off. It was her eyes.
Three mimosas were already on the table.
Gwen opened her arms to me as well, seeking a squeeze. “You’re glowing this morning.”
I hugged her and backed a step, at a loss for the sudden compliment she added. “You both look cute.” It was as true today as any day.
Chelsea grinned.
“Thank you,” Gwen said with an honest blush. Compared to my tired jeans and faded top. She looked like she stepped out of the pages of a magazine. Today’s green top made her eyes pop and complimented her red hair. A coral skirt and mint green heels finished the ensemble.
Chelsea sat and I followed.
“We have to look our best,” Gwen said. “If we’re going to be seen with you now that you’ve moved in with everybody’s favorite bachelor. You never know if we might get photographed next to you.”
Moving in was only half the story. I’d been too nervous to tell then the rest until today. And just maybe having the second million in my purse had something to do with my nerves. “About that—”
“I’ve got one question,” Gwen asked with a twinkle in her eye. “Are the walls thin enough that you can hear him when he strokes the sex stick? Or, does he do it in the shower.”
“You can’t know he jerks off to her,” Chelsea argued.
“Pfft. With our hot Alex here in his condo of course he is. I saw the picture of the two of them running. He’s checking out her ass.”
A blush heated my cheeks. I’d seen the picture too.
Chelsea took a gulp of her mimosa. Her glass was almost empty. Maybe that explained the odd behavior. “It looks like you’re surviving just fine.” Her reddened eyes blinked a few times. “Is his penthouse as spectacular as they say?”
I nodded. “It’s nice. Have you been crying?” One glass of the mimosa they served here wouldn’t be enough to cause the reddened eyes she had.
Chelsea wiped at her nose. “Never mind me. I want to hear about you and Evan.”
“She’s trying to get out of the symphony gala she’s supposed to go to tonight.” Gwen explained.
I pulled my purse to my lap and opened it. “I have two pieces of news.”
They both perked up.
I handed Chelsea an envelope with the second million. “The second half of what he agreed to pay.”
