Page 86 of Love Unforgettable
Chapter 27
Lexie
Kat and Remi find my accidental text extremely hilarious. Once they manage to finally stop laughing, they help me decide on a strapless cream-colored lace dress, that hits just above the knees. By itself, it’s a little ornate, but when paired with a wide, big buckled leather belt, my brown and turquoise Dan Post cowboy boots, cropped jean jacket, and turquoise jewelry, it’s about perfect. I let my hair dry naturally after my shower, so it’s got that wavy tousled look to it. It’s about the only other hairstyle I’ve got nailed, outside of my braided pig tails for when I’m working with the grapes or the wine. Mascara, a bit of eyeliner, lip gloss, and a spritz of perfume. I’d say I’m as ready as I’m gonna be without over-prepping. And with ten minutes to spare.
I hear the buzzer for the gate and push the button to open it.
Good thing I’m ready. He’s early.
I take a deep breath to soothe my onset of nerves. It’s silly. Every time we’ve been together I’ve felt more than comfortable. Like I’ve known him for most of my life instead of a few days. But knowing this is a date still makes me nervous. I hear tires on the gravel, and then a car door, so I grab my purse, wave goodbye to my dogs, and pull open the door with a big smile on my face.
“Trevor? What the hell are you doing here? You need to leave. Get out.”
“You knew it was me, you opened the gate.”
“I didn’t check first, I’m expecting someone.”
“Is that why you’re all dressed up?”
“Not that it’s any of your business, but, yes. I’m leaving. You need to go. You aren’t welcome here.”
“You look beautiful, Lex.”
“Trevor, what in the actual fuck? We aren’t having a conversation. I don’t want you here. Go.”
“It’s him, isn’t it? The guy from last night? The one that thinks he’s got brass balls?”
“He does have brass balls. And he’s going to kick your ass if he finds you here,” I say. I actually don’t know for sure if that’s true, but I’m assuming it is. And if Cole doesn’t kick his ass, I just might.
“We need to talk,” Trevor says.
“We don’t need to talk. We don’t need to do anything. We’ve been over this. It was a mistake and it’s not happening again. You’re married, and your wife just had your baby!”
“That’s why we need to talk. I’m going to tell her everything. And I’m going to leave her.”
“If you were going to leave her, you would have the first time around. But you didn’t. So why would you want to do that now?”
“So we can be together.”
I lower my head. Did he really just say what I think he said? Does he actually think we will ever be together after this?
I scoff and roll my eyes.
“Trevor, we are never going to be together. Ever.”
“Lexie, I know I goofed—”
“Trevor, this was no goof. This was a monumental fuck-up of global proportions.”
“I didn’t think it wasthatbad,” he says.
“Seriously? It was worse thanthat bad. My God, you’re delusional. That can be the only possible answer.” I throw my hands up in defeat. The harder he tries, the more over this I am.
Trevor reaches out and grabs my upper arm and shakes me slightly. “I just need you to listen. Please.”
“Let go of me, Trevor.”
“Are you going to listen?”
