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“Well, everything you’ve done today said otherwise.”

“I’m just a nice person.”

“You aren’t that nice.”

She stared at him before she climbed into the truck and shut the door.

Blaise knocked on the window.

She sighed then rolled it down.

“Will you be here tomorrow?”

She stared straight ahead, not looking at him.

He rested his arms on the panel, leaning into her vehicle. “Alexandra?”

“I’ll be here,” she said quietly.

“I can’t wait.” He stepped back and let her roll up the window.

Without looking at him, she drove off his
property and headed back home.

Chapter Eighteen

 

“I talked to my dad today,” Paul said.

They were sitting in the restaurant. Glasses of wine were on the table along with a bag of bread.

“What did he say?”

“Boring stuff about the firm.”

“Did you tell him the truth?” she asked.

“Nope.”

She narrowed her eyes.

“Why would I tell him we broke up? My dad would beat me. And there’s no point since we’re back together.”

“We aren’t…nevermind, forget it.”

He smiled. “I knew you wou
ld give up eventually.”

She picked at the bread on her plate.

“How did it go today?”

Alexandra had finally stopped thinking about Blaise. “It was long and hot.”

“Is there a lot to do?”

“I don’
t know how he’s going to pull it off,” she said sadly.

“Did he bother you?”

She shrugged. “We argued a few times. But we were professional most of the time.”

“Most of the time?”

“We bickered and fought like usual.”

“So, he won’t let you go?”

“He’s having a hard time.”

“Well, I can take care of that,” Paul said.

She looked at him. “Don’t touch him, Paul.”

“If he bothers you, I’ll take care of it.”

“I mean it,” she said firmly. “Don’t even speak to him if you see him.”

He drank from his wine.

“Paul.”

“He broke your heart. How can I not beat his face in?”

“If you love me, you’ll do this for me.”

Paul sighed. “If he throws the first punch, I’ll destroy him.”

“He won’t touch you, Paul.”

“You told him not to?” he asked.

“No…but he won’t.”

“So you told him I was here?”

“No…”

He stared at her. “Well, this will be a lovely surprise for him.”

“It’s none of his business. Danielle was living with him for our entire relationship and never told me. He can deal with it.”

Paul drank from his wine. “Maybe you shouldn’t go over tomorrow.”

“I have to. He needs all the help he can get.”

“I’ll work on your field tomorrow. Just give me a list of things to do.”

“You would do that?” she asked incredulously.

“I don’t understand why that surprises you. I would do anything for you.”

“I know, Paul…”

“And we need to convince Martha
to come back to New York with us,” Paul said. “I love being here with you, but I would like my own room eventually.”

“I’m sorry
, but you don’t have to stay here.”

“I’m not leaving without my girl,” he said simply. “But my dad was talking about how slammed the firm is. I may have to go back for a few days to straighten things out.”

“Oh.”

“But that isn’t a sure thing,” he said quickly.

The idea of Paul leaving made her sad, even if it was for a few days.

“And you can come with me. It’ll just be for a few days.”

The waiter brought their dishes and they ate quietly. Paul stared at her while he ate, searching her face.

Alexandra had become used to his look. It didn’t make her nervous anymore. When they were finished, they drove back to the house and walked inside. Martha was sitting in the living room watching television.

“How’s Blaise?” she asked.

“The fields need a lot of work,” Alexandra said sadly.

“I’m sure he appreciates your help.”

“Yeah…”

“I’m going to bed,” Martha said. She stood up slowly, trying not to hurt her back. Alexandra grabbed her forearm and helped her stand up. Seeing how weak Martha was made her realize she could never leave her aunt. There was no way she could take care of the fields on her own. She couldn’t even unload the dishwasher. She and Paul would have to convince her to move back with them.

Alexandra helped her into the bedroom. When she came back, Paul w
as sitting on the couch. “I’m so tired.”

“Me too,” he said.

“Let’s go to bed.”

“We?”

She nodded.

He smiled then followed her to the bedroom.

When they were inside, Alexandra grabbed one of his t-shirts and walked into the bathroom. After she put it on, she realized what she did. His clothes were always her pajamas. She quickly fell back to her old ways. When she came out, he was lying in bed in his boxers. She came beside him and wrapped her arm around his waist.

“Is this a regular thing now?” he whispered.

“What?”

“Sleeping together?”

“I—I don’t know.”

He rested his hand on her stomach. “I like it when you wear my shirts. It’s the sexiest thing in the world.”

“That I look like a boy?” She smiled.

“You definitely don’t look like a boy,” he said with a laugh. He pulled up her shirt and placed a light kiss on her stomach.

A moan escaped her lips, out of her control.

When Paul pulled away, he stared at her before he moved on top of her.

Alexandra felt her heart race when she felt his body press against hers. His hard cock was against her stomach, long and defined. This time he wasn’t embarrassed about it. He placed his face closer to hers, staring at her lips.

Her hands moved to his chest, feeling the layers of muscle underneath.

“I’m going to kiss you,” he whispered.

Alexandra felt her palms sweat. She didn’t react, waiting for it to happen.

When she didn’t object, he pressed his mouth over hers.

Her hands glided through his hair, feeling the soft strands. His hand moved down her side, feeling the fabric of her underwear. Then he pressed against her, his cock touching the apex of her thighs. She felt the moisture accumulate down below.

His kiss was soft but aggressive at the same time. The love and sexual desire leaked from his pores, falling into her. She could feel his emotions through his kiss. His tongue played with hers, dancing.

Alexandra wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him cl
oser to her. Paul started to rub against her, kissing her at the same time. She cupped his face and gave into the moment, her desire fueling her moves.

Paul grabbed her underwear and pulled them off. Ale
xandra kept kissing him but felt the adrenaline course through her veins. When they were off, Paul lowered his boxers, his large cock springing forth. She bit her lip when she looked at it. The sex between them was always amazing, and she hadn’t had an orgasm in several months.

Paul rubbed his shaft between her lips, feeling the moisture.

Alexandra couldn’t hide her desire for him. It was right between her legs. Paul knew what she wanted.

Before he moved inside, she thought of Blaise. His face formed in her mind. The look he gave her when they made love broke her heart. Tears burned deep in his eyes like the emotion was too much. When he moved into her it felt so real, that he really loved her with his whole heart. The memory of their time together was still too painful and raw.

“Stop,” she whispered.

Paul moved his cock away from her entrance.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

He pressed his face close to hers. “Baby, it’s okay. I didn’t mean to pressure you.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to…”

“I know.”

“I just…”

“Blaise?”

She swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded.

“Baby, I’m okay with that. I know you’ll forget about him the longer we’re together. Give yourself to me and move on. As soon as you do, he’ll be a distant memory.”

“I—I just can’t.”

He nodded. “That’s okay.” He leaned down and kissed her stomach. “It’s okay.”

“I’m sorry.”

Paul moved back on top of her. “Baby, don’t apologize to me.” He kissed her forehead. “I’ll wait as long as you want.”

“How can you be so calm?”

“We’re in this situation because
of my stupidity. I always keep that in mind. And you’ll be mine soon. There’s no need to rush you.”

“Okay…”

“There is one thing I want.”

“What?”

“I want to hear you tell me you love me.”

She cupped his face. “You know I love you, Paul.”

He kissed her nose. “I love you too, baby.” He cuddled next to her and spooned her from behind.

Chapter Nineteen

 

“Why did you want to meet me?” Danielle asked.

Blaise sat across from her in the booth. They hadn’t been seen in public together for a while so they needed to make an appearance. But he wanted to discuss something else. “I need you to talk to Alexandra.”

“About what?” she hissed.

“I already told her everything.”

She glared at him.

“I do
n’t care if that pisses you off,” he snapped. “She deserved my honestly. And it seems like Evan is suspicious anyway. But that isn’t the point. She didn’t believe me, especially when she saw me kiss you.”

“And what does that have to do with me?”

“You’re the only person in the world who can vouch for me. I need you to tell her anything, and be extremely convincing.”

“Is this a joke?” She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him.

“No, it’s not a fucking joke. I need you to explain the entire situation. Apparently, my word isn’t good enough.”

“So, you want me to fix your problems with your new girlfriend so you can live happily ever after? No thanks.”

His eyes widened. “Don’t be a bitch, Danielle.”

“That’s a good way to convince me.”

He gripped his hair in frustration. “Don’t be like this. You’re my only option.”

“Well, that’s some hard luck.”

“Fuck you!”

Everyone in the restaurant turned toward them.

Blaise kept his mouth shut so he wouldn’t scream again. After a minute, he spoke. “I’ll never take you back, Danielle. So this attempt of yours is totally pointless. You may as well let me be happy.”

“My answer is still no.”

He clenched his fists. “Danielle, she’s the one. I want to marry her. I want to have babies with her. I want to grow old with her. You’re really going to do everything you can to stop that from happening? That’s how sick you are?”

She averted her gaze.

“What do you want?” he snapped. “I’ll do anything to change your mind. Do you want money? I’ll give you money.”

She looked at him. “There is something I want.”

“Name it,” he said quickly.

“I want you to sleep with me.”

“What?” He shook his head. “Wait. What?”

“I want you to sleep with me,” she repeated.

“Why?”

She shrugged. “It’s what I want. I know if we’re together again, you’ll come back to me.”

“That isn’t going to happen, Danielle.”

“Take it or leave it.”

He sighed. “What guarantee do I have that you’ll uphold your end of the bargain?”

“If I say
I’ll do something, I’ll do it.”

He rested his face in his palms and thought for a moment. He and Alexandra were broken up
, so if he did sleep with Danielle he wouldn’t be doing anything wrong. He could hide if from her so they could get back together. He could take the secret to his grave. But the idea of being with anyone else besides Alexandra made him sick, especially Danielle. He wouldn’t be able to look at Alexandra the same and not feel completely worthless. The guilt would be too much. They may not be together at the moment, but he was as committed to her as he had always been. “No.”

“No?”

“It’s never going to happen.”

“Then I’m going not going to tell her.”

Blaise felt his anger rise. “I’ve done a lot for you, Danielle. I’ve been protecting you and taking care of you for a long time. That protection is about to expire if you keep this up.”

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