Page 52 of And Then Came You

Each page contains a letter, photographs and then Lexi’s interpretation of Granddad’s stories. It’s all here—his time in the war, his first love and her subsequent death, meeting my grandmother, the birth of my Dad, the birth of me. She spared no detail.

“Wow,” Caroline breathes from her perch behind the couch. “This is incredible.”

“She’s incredible.”

She grasps my shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze. “You don’t have to tell me twice. When are you going to admit it, Sam?”

“Admit what?”

“How you feel about Lexi.”

I release a huff of annoyance, glaring at Caroline. “What are you talking about?”

“Sam, it’s obvious. You go insane with jealousy over any man showing her interest—”

“That’s not true.”

“What about Gianni and Damian, then?” Her eyes narrow in my direction. She’s not letting me escape without answering.

“They’re players. Neither of them would treat her the way she deserves.”

“Neither of them are players. YouknowGianni is a gentleman, and Damian seems like a decent guy.”

Now it’s my turn to throw Caroline on the hot seat. “How would you know?”

“I visited Lexi while you were in Dubai. We stopped at that pub and Damian was there.”

I feel the anger brewing inside of me, my foot tapping erratically as I try to rein it back under control.

“Right. You’re not jealous at all.”

“Is she dating him?”

Caroline shrugs, plopping onto the couch next to me. “I know he’d like to take her to dinner.”

“Asshole,” I mutter.

“But after watching how you and Lexi danced together, it’s fairly obvious you both have an interest in each other.”

“I don’t want to talk about that night. Hell, she doesn’t even remember it.”

Caroline’s brow furrows. “Yes, she does. She told me about it.”

Time slows as I turn to face my assistant. “She claimed she was drunk, had no memory of the night.”

“Might have something to do with the fact that only moments after you kissed her, you went off with Almira. She was embarrassed, Sam.”

“Of kissing me?”

“I thought you kissed her.”

When I realize Lexi does indeed remember that night, I want to shake her and hug her in equal measure. Mostly, I want to kiss her again. “I did, and before you ask, she was amazing.”

“I know she’s amazing. I also know you’re in love with her.”

My head flies up, my jaw open in a gape. Caroline did not just intimate that I’m in love with Lexi. Do I love her? Yes, but not in that way.

Or do I?

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