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“Shh, Pixie. Shh, I got you. Everything is going to be okay. You did what you had to.”
I nod into his chest while saying the opposite. “No, I know. But you don’t understand. Now she has new leverage over me. She has you.”
His gentle rubbing up and down my back stops. Pulling back, I see Grant’s confusion before he puts the pieces together. “You think she’ll use me to extort money out of you?”
“Or get to you, threatening to ruin me.”
His eyebrows rise as he thinks of that. “Alright.”
Alright? That’s it? That’s all he has to say about the possibility of someone trying to rip us apart. Damn, I thought… Grant bends, lifting me into his arms. He starts walking around the corner of the alley and towards the small parking lot that is reserved for pickups only.
“What are you doing?” I cry out, surprised by the move.
“We’re going to my car so we can call my publicist and get this all sorted out.”
“What are you talking about? Why the hell would we tell someone else? It took me two weeks to open up to you and I’ve seen every inch of you naked.”
“Hell yeah you have,” he says smugly. I hit his shoulder.
“There’s no way I’m going to tell a complete stranger that story Grant.” Gently sliding me down his body, Grant then crowds me until my back hits his car. Lifting both hands so they frame my head, he leans down.
“I don’t want to scare you Lexi but there’s nothing you can tell me that my publicist doesn’t already know.” A soft gasp escapes me. “When we got stuck in that elevator, TJ did a full background check on you to determine if you would sell the story to the tabloids. I’m pretty sure she knows all about your negligent parents.”
Wow. I don’t know how I felt about that. It was a shocking relief not to have to divulge my secrets to a stranger but also unnerving to realize someone looked into your background. “I can’t believe you did that,” I shout, pounding his chest in indignation. I wiggle enough that he loses the firm hold he has on me and I jump out of his arms. Marching away in a huff, I’ve only taken a couple steps when my wrist is grabbed, and I’m pulled back. My mouth opens, ready to give him a piece of my mind but I’m cut off by his lips.
The kiss is hard, claiming. I don’t waste a second, giving myself freely to him. Every emotion I’m feeling is poured into our urgent kiss. My hands run through his hair and down to the nape of his neck, pressing him closer to me. My back bumps against his SUV again and this time it’s me who’s jumping into his arms. He catches me with a grunt but doesn’t stop devouring me. My sex is pressed against the bulge in his jeans, sending delicious sparks throughout my body.
“Come home with me.”
“Yes,” I breathe between kisses. He gives me one last hard press before breaking our connection. Placing kisses all around my face, I smile at the silly feeling his attention creates in my stomach.
“Are you done for the day?”
“Almost. I just have to—.”
“You’re done,” Belinda bellows from the back door of the bakery.
My heart leaps in my throat at the interruption. Grant looks over his shoulder at Belinda, giving her a salute in thanks.
“Go grab your things Pixie.”
Belinda locks the door and hands over my bag. She’s thought of everything. Giving me a pump of her eyebrows and a knowing smile, she wishes me a good night and disappears down the alley.
I watch her, making sure she makes it to the end of the lane before turning to Grant. I’m still worried. Still a little angry at his publicist’s audacity to look me up. Yet, a weight’s been lifted off my shoulders. I’d become so accustomed to holding this secret by myself that I didn’t realize how much it had been holding me down. The relief has my eyes watering as it all sinks in.
Seeing the emotion swimming in my gaze when I look up at him, Grant pulls me into his strong arms once again. Giving my forehead a gentle kiss, he hugs me tight.
“I promise you, everything will be okay. We’ll get through it. Together.”
Pulling my bottom lip in between my teeth, I gave him a slow nod. We would make it through anything. But if my mother showed up, it was going to be one hell of a storm.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Sofa King
Grant
Lexi is quiet on the ride over to my place. The silence isn’t strained or uncomfortable, but it’s odd to see her stay still for so long. I love the way she talks with her hands, her excitement over everyday things shown in her movements and voice. But this afternoon is different.
