Page 48 of Accidental Baby Daddy

He drew me into his arms. “You do snore like a bear, but you’re pretty, so I let you get away with it,” he mumbled.

I nuzzled against his neck, feeling for all the world like I’d never left his arms. This was dangerous. I knew that I should pull away, ask him to leave.

But if this was all it was, shouldn't I enjoy it? Therecould never be anything else between us, not after what happened, but at least I had this moment right now.

It was only a few minutes before I fell asleep.

When I woke several hours later, the sun was high in the sky, and I was sure it was late. I reached for Oliver but found only empty sheets. I sat up, frowning and feeling disappointed, but I didn’t know what I expected.

He had a son to go back to. A family.

I took a deep breath, trying not to feel upset, and headed to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth.

When I padded down to the kitchen, the smell of bacon hit my nose and I perked up.

But sadly, Oliver wasn’t downstairs, shirtless, making me breakfast. He’d already made me a plate, covering it with a paper towel and leaving a note.

Eat up. - O

I sighed, wishing he was still here as I sat down and started to eat my bacon and eggs—over easy—just how I liked them. He remembered.

Things like that shouldn’t make my heart soar but they did. Which was why I had to end all of this.

Not only was he my ex, he was my neighbor, and now, also my boss. Things had always been too complicated but this was getting ridiculous.

My phone buzzed on the table, and I picked it up without looking at the screen.

“Hello?”

“There you are,” Gillian said, all in one breath. “I haven’t heard from you in days.”

I blinked. It had only been three days, what was she so worried for? We didn’t talk for years.

“Sorry,” I mumbled. “I’ve been busy. I started a new job, you know, the one Oliver offered me.”

“Oh, that’s right! Do you still have the job at the store? Thought you liked it there.”

“I do. The Pig is just a second gig, to earn more money.”

“My sister, the bartender,” she crowed. “Does that mean you could slide me free drinks if I come down on Thursday nights?”

“Maybe a couple of beers,” I hedged. “So what’s up? You seem a little... manic.”

“Well, I got dumped before I could do the dumping,” she admitted. “And I guess I’ve been feeling a little restless. I wanted to know if you wanted to go shopping.”

Shopping could be dismal when you only had twenty bucks to spend, but the time with my sister might be fun.

“All right. Where are we going?”

“Wilmington, of course!”

I scoffed. “I can’t afford anything in Wilmington, Gilly.”

“My treat,” she said. “I got a promotion at work and I’ve got money to burn.Please, Lex. I need this.”

“All right, but only if we can have brunch and mimosas and not have to drive.”

“Perfect. My neighbor offered to pick us up anytime we need it. I can grab my car tomorrow.” Gillian sounded excited, and her exuberance was contagious. I smiled.

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