Page 65 of Love Unforgettable
Chapter 21
Lexie
We walk past the rounders of wine accessories and decorative barrels into the main area and I see Trevor immediately. He looks up and catches my gaze.
“At least he has the decency to look guilty and ashamed,” I mutter.
“That the snake?” Cole asks, tilting his head in Trevor’s direction.
“That’s him.”
Cole drops my hand and smacks me on the ass, causing me to yelp. I turn to glare at him. He gives me a chin raise and wink, then says loud enough for everyone around us to hear, “That right there is for being naughty in all the nice ways, sweetness. Does a man good.” Then leans down and whispers in my ear, “Just breakin’ the tension, baby, loosening you up a bit.” His lips tickle my lobe, a shiver runs through me. But he’s right, I’m not as tense.
Huh. It worked.
I feel a little loose. A little carefree. Even naughty.
I blow Cole a kiss and then head behind the bar. Cole stands at the end of the counter in front of the swinging door, tree trunk arms folded across his massive chest.
He looks like a bouncer.
I smile at the thought.
“Lexie.”
I look up and see Trevor is standing in front of me. “Yes?” I say as though he’s a customer, and not the man who got me off with his fingers inside me just days ago.
“Can we talk?” he asks, nodding toward the rear of the room.
“I’m kinda busy, right now. Can it wait?”
“Please?”
“Trevor—” I start.
“Everything okay here, sweetness?” Cole appears, standing next to Trevor. Dwarfing him, really. And Trevor is not a small man.
“She’s fine,” Trevor says tersely.
“I’ll wait to hear that from her,” Cole says, his voice firm.
“Where’s your wife, Trevor?” I ask him with a phony friendly voice.
“She’s not . . . I didn’t . . . it’s complicated.”
“Isn’t it always?” I say.
“Lexie, please,” Trevor begs.
“Answer me this,” I say. “Are you married?”
He looks down at the floor. “Technically—”
“Yes or no, Trevor.”
“Yes.” He looks me in the eye and answers, no hesitation.
“Is the baby she’s expecting yours?” I ask.
