“How’s his fever?”
“Much better, thanks,” Oliver said, giving me a little half-smile.
Tristan looked between me and Oliver. “Am I interrupting something?”
“Absolutely not,” I said at the same time Oliver replied, “maybe.”
I groaned and stood up. “You’re not interrupting a thing, Tristan,” I said, glaring a little at Oliver, his face falling. I felt a little bad and softened. “Let me know when you want to look at the breakers. Can I get my check?”
“Oh. Yeah, of course,” Oliver muttered. He headed to the office then returned with my paycheck. After another round of goodbyes, Tristan and I left the bar, heading back to the cabin.
We sat on the porch for a while, catching up, and it felt like old times all over again. I was getting back some of the things I lost all those years ago, and it felt good.
The only thing missing was Oliver.
But could I forgive him?
Chapter 28
Oliver
Ispent an hour figuring out what to wear on the day I was scheduled to go over to the cabin to “check the breakers.” I didn’t want to wear anything too fancy, because then she’d know I was up to something. She already seemed to suspect something when we discussed it at the Pig.
I had to talk to her, had to be around her. There was something about Lex that was so overwhelmingly... Lex. And I craved it. I wanted it, needed it, as much as I needed food and water.
I finally decided on a pair of jeans and a simple V-neck shirt. I ran a hand through my hair to tame it.
I knocked on the door of the cabin after taking in a long breath. After a few minutes, Lex answered.
She blinked at me with tired eyes. “Why are you here so early?”she groaned.
I looked at my watch. It was seven in the morning.
I winced. “Sorry, I just wanted to get this taken care of,” I lied.
She moved aside and let me in. The whole cabinsmelled like her. I wanted to breathe it in, breathe her in, but I had “work” to do.
I went down to the cellar to check the breakers, flipping them on and off, turning off appliances and lights all over the cabin.
I had no idea what I was doing.
Lex came down after a few minutes. “This seems a bit excessive,” she complained.
“It’s important," I insisted. “If there’s a short somewhere, it could set the cabin on fire.”
Lexie sighed, crossing her arms over her chest, and leaning against the cellar door.
“Are you really here to check the breakers or because you want to talk to me?” she asked flatly.
I froze, turning to look at her, the answer written all over my face.
She was showing now. She looked amazing. Her skin was glowing. Her green eyes were brighter than ever. Her breasts were swollen and there was a little baby bump all because she was pregnant with my baby....
God, I wanted her. Wanted to take her right there in the cellar. But unfortunately, she headed back up into the cabin and I followed her without even thinking.
I’d follow her to hell if she asked me to.
I sat down in the recliner in the living room, and she stood in front of me, glaring.