Page 47 of Accidental Baby Daddy

I drove her back to the cabin and walked her to the door.

“I can’t believe how tired I am,” she nearly whispered, looking up at me, biting her lower lip.

“Me, too,” I confessed, looking down at her mouth. Trent was staying the night at his grandmother’s house, so I didn’t have anyone to go home to.

“I was just thinking about that time that we went to the movies and my folks were supposed to be gone, but they came back early from their trip,” Lexie said with a chuckle.

I grinned at her. “Yeah, we had plans for me to stay over.”

She giggled again. “I thought you were going to get stuck in the basement window. Who knew your butt was that big?”

I laughed loudly, remembering our mutual panic whenI could only get one half of my butt through the window into the basement and I had been briefly stuck hanging above the basement floor, with one leg tangled in her mom’s rose bushes.

“That turned into a pretty fun night, as I remember it,” I said quietly, looking at her beautiful face in the moonlight. She looked exactly the same as she had that night when I had known I should just go home, but couldn’t convince myself to do so.

“Yeah, once we got your booty through the window,” she reminded me.

“That’s the good part about being adults,” I said to her, leaning closer. “We don’t have to sneak around anymore.”

I leaned my head down and kissed her, and she moaned into my mouth. I knew she was as lost in this as I was, and I didn’t care anymore if it was right or wrong.

Chapter 15

Lexie

Iexpected the sex to be rough and dirty, but when we got inside, Oliver pulled away, taking my hand and leading me to the bathroom.

I went limp as he sat me down on the toilet and started a hot bath. He undressed and got in first, then I shed my clothes, stepping in and sitting in front of him. He put his arms around me, my back against his bare chest.

He’d raided my cabinet for bath salts and bubble bath. The water smelled amazing and felt even better on my sore muscles. Oliver took a wet cloth and started to wash my legs, my thighs, my abdomen, eventually moving to my breasts, which made me gasp.

But he didn’t linger, disappointing me slightly.

He washed my back, my hair, cleaning himself as he did so. He pampered me, massaging my shoulders as we sat in the hot water.

By the time the water was cold, my fingers and toes were pruning.

“Time to get out, sweetheart,” Oliver murmured againstmy bare shoulder, and God, it felt like I was back in time instantly.

Oliver had always been good at pampering me whenever I was sick, tired, or just plain down in the dumps. He always knew exactly what I needed, anticipating it before I even had to ask.

That was one of the things that made him such an amazing boyfriend. If it weren’t for his trust issues....

But he still had those so it didn’t matter. I could enjoy the moment for now, but I had to remind myself that it wouldn’t last forever.

Oliver got out of the bath, and I followed on slightly shaky legs. I wasn’t used to so much standing and walking around. The night had been good and bad in many ways, but I found I liked the fast-paced environment.

And Ireallyliked the extra money. If I could make this much or more every shift, I’d be able to get out of Wagontown a lot faster than I had thought.

Oliver led me into my bedroom and hesitated slightly at the door, a towel slung low over his hips.

“Can I stay tonight?”

“If you don’t mind hearing me snore,” I joked, and Oliver laughed.

“Never bothered me before.”

“You teased me about it enough,” I argued, and Oliver grinned as he climbed into bed with me.

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