Page 40 of The Wife Situation

“I can have my driver take you home,” I offer.

“Most guys would try to get me between the sheets,” she says.

“I’m not most guys, Alexis.”

“I’ve noticed.” She grins.

For a brief second, I think I see our future in her eyes, and that’s when I wonder if this is a bad fucking idea.

“A driver would be great,” she tells me with another yawn.

I stand and move to the kitchen to grab my phone from the counter. I call the transportation service to send a limo for her.

“Your ride will be here in ten minutes.”

“Or you could let me borrow one of the nine hundred cars you have downstairs. The Chevelle.”

“I could,” I mutter.

“But you won’t.”

“No,” I say. “It’s late and?—”

“You protect your assets.”

“Always.”

“I wouldn’t let anything happen to your car.”

“I’m not worried about the car, Alexis.” My phone buzzes, letting me know the driver has left. I stand and hold out my hand, helping her up. “I’ll walk you down. Let me grab a shirt and some shoes.”

She nods and wanders over to the built-in bookshelf that ranges the height of two stories. There’s a ladder attached to a railing. I glance back at her as I take the stairs to my bedroom where I slide on a T-shirt and some sandals.

When I return, her eyes soften.

“You’ve got a nice collection of first-edition, signed books.” She turns toward me, her eyes sliding up and down my body. “The way you can transform your entire look, you’re like a magician.”

I chuckle. “Look like a crypto bro?”

“Oh God!” She huffs. “Gross.”

“Yeah, I agree.”

“Question: do you like the theater?”

“Yes, quite a lot.”

She shakes her head. “Watch out, Easton. You’re checking boxes off my Dream Man list.”

“That’s the scotch talking.”

“You’re right,” she says.

We take the elevator to the foyer and pass several security checkpoints. It’s hard to break into Park Towers because of the extra security measures they have in place. It was one of the reasons I bought the diamond in the sky and why Weston purchased a penthouse on a different floor. He doesn’t stay often though.

“If your answer is yes, expect me to take you on many dates,” I mutter.

“Really?” She lifts a brow.

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