“Morning. Your breakfast is ready.”

“It smells delicious in here. Did you make homemade muffins?”

“Yes. Banana-nut. I hope you like them.”

“They aren’t my first choice, but I don’t mind them.”

I rolled my eyes as I set his plate on the table.

“Are you joining me?” he asked as he sat down.

“Does Robert ever join you?”

“No.”

“Then why would I?”

I walked out of the dining room and into the kitchen with a small smile on my face. I poured myself another cup of coffee and took a muffin from the cooling rack. Banana-nut might not have been his first choice, but they sure were mine. As I was cleaning up, Alex brought his plate to the kitchen.

“That was an excellent breakfast.”

“It must be those mad cooking skills I supposedly have,” I replied as I washed a pan over the sink.

Suddenly, I felt a wave of hot breath over my neck as he came up from behind and leaned close to my ear.

“You have very mad cooking skills, and I can’t wait to see what you cook up next.”

I gulped. His scent was infiltrating my space, and it was driving me crazy, not to mention the fabric of his suit that lightly brushed up against my skin.

“Guess you’ll have to wait and find out,” I spoke without turning around.

My phone, which was sitting on the counter, beeped with a voicemail message. Strange that I hadn’t heard it ring. Alex backed up, and I reached over, pressed play, and hit the speaker button because my hands were wet. It was from a number I didn’t recognize.

“Hey, Em, it’s Ryan. I got a new number and want you to have it if you change your mind about us and come back toConnecticut. I sure do miss you, baby. I miss the great sex we had, and I miss holding you in my arms.”

I immediately stopped the message and sighed.Shit. I couldn’t believe Alex had heard that.

“Ryan? Great sex? Another heart you broke?” He snickered.

I took in a deep breath. “The sex wasn’t all that great, and yes, another heart I broke. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to finish cleaning up before I head down to the beach.”

“Enjoy your day, and thank you for breakfast.”

“No problem. After all, you are letting me stay in your castle.” I gave a small smile.

He left the kitchen, and I placed my hands against the counter, pushing myself back. Why the hell would Ryan be calling me after all this time?

Alex

Sitting in the car on the way to the office, the only thing on my mind was Emerson, the breakfast she made me, and the two hearts she broke. Why the fuck was I thinking about her so much? She was certainly a beautiful woman. She was definitely one of the most beautiful women I’d ever seen, but she was mouthy and disrespectful. Even though I despised those two things about women, she had me curious about her. Something was going on with her, and I was going to find out her story, whether she wanted to tell me or not. I would allow her to tell me herself. If she didn’t, I would hire someone to find out for me. She was a woman I shouldn’t give a damn about. She was my friend’s sister. But something about her made me want to know more, and my mind wouldn’t rest until I found out everything about her.

Chapter Seven

Emerson

I couldn’t shake the feeling I’d had all day after feeling Alex’s hot breath sweep across my neck. Feeling him so close paralyzed me. When I googled him, the only information that came up was business related. Nothing told me about his personal life, except for all the pictures of him with different women. But even those seemed businesslike. They were photos of him attending charities, events, premieres, and the opening of whatever new business he took on.

The types of women he was photographed with were classy, rich, and uptight, just like him. How could I tell? It was easy to spot a bitch. Of course, he would be into that type of woman. I wouldn’t expect anything less from him. It made me wonder if those women tolerated his condescending bullshit and attitude. Too much thinking about Alex Parker was dangerous and a waste of time. I had other things to think about, like when Adam got back, and we talked about where I was going to venture off to next.