Her gaze flicks to the flowers and then back to me. “I didn’t know he’d come after you. I thought he didn’t care.”
“He cares about his pride more than he cares about me.”
Alexis leans over the table. “Then tell him that. Call him on all this dumb male ego BS. There are two of you in that marriage. If you want it to work, you need to take a risk. Yes, you might hear something you don’t want to hear, and yes, you might get hurt. But I think it’s worth taking the chance on a man who would ask twelve strangers to walk through a bar and give you flowers.”
“Your ex sent you flowers for months,” I point out.
“Yeah, but it was out of guilt because he was spending his nights cheating his ass off with his secretary like the cliché he is, instead of coming home to me and the kids. That’s not Chris. There are some things that can’t be forgiven, and some things that can. Are you sure you’re on the right side of this?”
“Ladies.” Rex returns with three drinks and gives the flowers a sideways glance. “Does this mean it’s just going to be two of us in my hotel suite tonight?”
Alexis stares at him, incredulous. “Did you think I invited Lily here for a threesome?”
Rex looks almost as dumfounded as her. “Well, yeah. You were both crushing on me all through high school. I thought I’d make all your fantasies come true.”
I should be mortified, but for some reason laughter bubbles up in my chest. “I didn’t think you even noticed us in high school.”
“Sure I noticed you,” Rex says. “You were both cute. Hot. And every time I turned a corner, there you were. If I hadn’t been so busy with the band, you would have been two lucky girls.” He covers my free hand with his and gives it a squeeze. “We can make that happen tonight.”
“You don’t think whoever just gave me all these flowers might object?”
“If he was serious, he’d be here.” Rex turns his head from side to side. “Doesn’t look like he’s around.”
“Actually . . .” Alexis’s eyes go wide. “He is.”