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My need for her grows, and without missing a beat, she slides perfectly down onto me. I revel in the way she feels. She and I are meant to be. I moan into her mouth as she starts to move, creating waves of water around us.

It’s true. Lexi and I are vastly different. Our connection may seem odd on paper, but all I know is what I feel when we’re together, and that’s everything.

CHAPTER26

LEXI

My face hurts from holding a plastered smile across it for so long. Most days, I adore Boss’s mother. She’s so sweet and cute. Plus, she’s incredibly loving and the best cook in the world, checking all the boxes to make her the future mother-in-law extraordinaire.

No, there hasn’t been a proposal, but there will be. Tony Boston—for some reason—is as equally obsessed with me as I am with him. He’s it—the one.

He’s my one, and I’m his.

The cold, never-ending winter is upon us. Cam has bitched to me about Chicago winters for years, and now I know exactly what she means. Boss took me sledding when it first snowed in November. It was fun and thrilling sure. But I’d gladly never do it again if it meant avoiding long winters. It’s now mid-December, and apparently, it snows here into April. That’s six freaking months of misery. Who signed me up for his nonsense?

Fine, apparently, I did.

But come on? How do people live like this?

Boss thinks my aversion to the cold is hilarious, never missing an opportunity to tease me about it. It’s not funny. It’s actual torture.

What am I to do? I chose him, and he lives here. So I’ll have to suck it up. What choice do I have? Millions of people get through it every year, so I can, too. I suppose.

I’m told I’ll get used to it, but I guarantee—I won’t.

Winter and I are eternal enemies, and though I’ll pretend otherwise—as the fake-ass smile on my face will show—so are me and Blake and Jake.

We’ve developed a Sunday routine over the past six weeks. Our mornings and afternoons are spent with Boss’s mother and sister. Sometimes we meet them at church and have lunch at their home afterward. Other times they come here.

Today they came here, only they didn’t show up alone. The dreaded six-year-old twins from church, Blake and Jake, came along with them. Boss’s mom says that their mother needed a babysitter for the day, so she volunteered. I think she asked to have them for the afternoon. She loves to shove children into my face.

Boss may have mentioned that I’m not all that keen on kids a month or so ago, and since then, it’s as if his mother is on a mission to show me how incredible kids are. Only, she’s doing the opposite and further confirming my beliefs that they suck.

I swallow the bile in my throat as one of the little dweebs literally picks his nose before putting the finger in his mouth. He pulls the slimy digit, now void of all boogers, out of his mouth with a pop. It takes everything in me not to lose the delicious lunch I just had all over Boss’s sister, who sits at my side.

Jake or Blake looks at me with an evil grin, no doubt knowing what physical discomfort his action just caused me. I swear, children search me out if only to torture me.

The other twin, Blake? or Jake? dives onto my lap. “Oh…” I gasp as his elbow jabs me in the stomach.

“I want to do airplane,” he shouts. “Hold me up.”

I grab his arm and guide him off me. “Not right now, little buddy,” I force my voice to remain calm.

Jesus, take the wheel.

Boss senses my discomfort. “Hey, let’s go outside and throw a football,” he says to the boys.

“It’s cold,” Booger eater whines.

“Aw, come on. The cold is good for you.” Boss grabs their coats from the hook by the door and tosses them to the boys.

He shoots me a knowing smile as he opens the sliding back door and motions for the boys to go out.

“Aren’t they adorable?” Boss’s mother grins.

“The cutest…” I say.

“I always wanted twins.” Her voice carries an air of wonder.

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