Page 18 of Wanting Alex

“What’s so funny?” I asked.

“Nothing,” she said, wiggling to get positioned better.

I raised an eyebrow but didn’t push her to clarify, no matter how much I wanted to know what was going on in her head.

Having her in my lap was torture, but not having her here was worse. Either way, a cold shower was in my future.

Alex gave me a tentative smile, then went back to scrolling through the list of food options. My heart thundered in my chest as I let my hands rest on the curves of her hips, and I leaned around so I could at least keep my eyes on the task at hand.

A slight movement in the doorway drew my attention away from the computer screen. Declan stood there, silently watching with a smirk across his lips.

I narrowed my eyes and shook my head at him. I knew what he was thinking, and I was doing exactly what he wanted. He wanted me to give this a chance while she was here. And it pained me to admit he was right. We needed her to be ours, no matter what.

He left without so much as a sound.

Picking out the menu items was over all too soon. We’d even chosen a signature cocktail: the royal flush on ice. I was more of a beer and scotch drinker but loved seeing the excitement shine in Alex’s eyes as we debated which drink would taste the best.

“Your legs aren’t asleep, are they?” Alex’s brows knitted together when I shifted in my chair.

“Not at all.” Even if I was uncomfortable, I never would have complained. It felt too good to have her in my arms.

She bit her lip, and her cheeks dusted a rosy color. “I should get up. Thank you for letting me… umm… sit on you.”

I reluctantly released her.As I was about to thank her for helping with the menu, her phone vibrated on the desk in front of us.The name Randol appeared on the screen.

Alex’s whole body tensed. She gave her phone a worried glance before taking a deep breath in and letting it out like she was trying to prepare herself.

Who the hell was Randol? And why was he calling Alex? And why the fuck did him calling cause Alex to react this way?

“I’m sorry. I should take this.” Without another glance at me, Alex disappeared out the door and down the hall.

I wasn’t too thrilled with the interruption, but my thighs were warm from her, and it gave me more evidence she was interested in me. Why else would she have let me pull her onto my lap?

Three hours later, I found myself still thinking about her. I had emailed off the final food list to my mother and spent too much time imagining what it would be like to have Alex in my lap again. Next time, naked. With my cock sunk deep inside her.

Entering the kitchen, Jessie, Stefan, and Mikel greeted me. It was the staff’s night off in the main house, and these three had their own plans for the evening.

A long time ago, when we’d just finished the house, I’d complained to Jessie that neither Thomas nor I knew how to cook. Now, once a week, Jessie had us create dishes with her there to step in and help or offer advice so we could improve. I think she enjoyed bossing us around, testing us on our cooking skills.

“What are you going to make for dinner tonight?” Jessie asked as she chopped up chicken for their dinner.

“I don’t know. First, I need to take a cold shower.” I shrugged. “I guess Declan and I will figure it out. Do you have any suggestions based on what’s in the fridge?”

I wanted to prepare something special for Alex—to have the three of us eat together and see where the night might go. I was more hopeful after my afternoon with Alex than I had been in a while. And this was the perfect way to show Alex just how well we could take care of her and spoil her.

Although, I had plenty of other ways in mind about how to spoil her besides our cooking.

Shit.That cold shower was really calling my name now.

I needed to take the edge off before I spent any more time with our tempting vet.

“I told Declan there was stuff to make quesadillas, fancy up some grilled cheese, or maybe even some pasta with a scampi or cream sauce. There’s still a lot of stuff left over from lunch if you guys aren’t in the mood for anything heavy.”

“Thanks, Jess.” I leaned against the counter as she continued to cook. “You guys going to take over the game room?”

“Yes, so don’t even think about barging in. That room is ours for the night.” When she put her hands on her hips, we all knew not to cross her.

“You don’t have to worry about that. No way do I want any chance of seeing this fucker’s ass.” I thrust my thumb at Mikel, who flipped me off.

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