“Shit.”
“You’re right though. It’s probably fine. The chances are so small and I doubt I’m even in that window. I’ll take one as soon as we get out of the shower.”
“But when did you take the last one?” I sounded like her damn doctor.
I didn’t know shit about women’s bodies other than how to make them come harder and more times than they ever had.
She twisted those pretty suckable lips together.
“Four days? Maybe five?”
“Hell.”
Her fingertips pressed into my forearm. For a second it steadied me. “It was one time, Luke. We’re fine.”
“Yeah.” I let the ice-cold death grip that had seized my lungs go. “Yeah, we’re fine.”
Alexa acted like everything was ok. She shampooed her hair and lathered up with soap. If she wasn’t freaking out, neither was I. There was no way she was pregnant. No way she had my baby inside her.
Instead of turning me off the thought made my cock rigid. I looked down to see my erection grow between us. It was the last thing I wanted—the last thing I needed. A baby. But the idea that I had fucked her so deeply was the hottest shit I’d ever thought about. I gazed at her flat belly.
“Do you think we could order some real food?” she asked. “I’m starving and maybe still a little buzzed from the bourbon, or maybe it was the sex.” She smiled playfully.
“We could go out,” I suggested.
She eyed me. “I don’t want to sound like a bitch, but I was serious earlier. I can’t be seen with you Luke. I want to stay.” Her eyes dropped innocently. “I want to be here with you, but I don’t know if my brand can survive you.”
I chuckled. It was as if she had called me a vampire or even something more toxic like a werewolf. My bite wasn’t that bad.
I gripped her chin and tilted her lips toward me. “I get it, baby.”
I kissed her, sucking the air from her, while she ground her hip against my thigh. I didn’t need the fucking drama either. Charlie was going to have to come up with another way to build my new choir boy image.
“Really?” Her eyes darted back and forth.
“Damn.” My hands slid over her slick wet curves. “Just how long did you want to extend your stay in Austin?” I cupped her ass like I owned it. After the past twenty-four hours, I was damn sure I did. I owned every inch of this woman’s body.
17
Alexa
We sat in front of Luke’s fireplace on the floor. There were more boxes of Chinese food than I’d ever seen. He had ordered everything on the menu. He wasn’t shy about eating. I knew athletes had voracious appetites and he showed me just how true that was. It was the opposite for me. I had to watch every calorie. Every carb.
I stuck my chopsticks into the box of sticky rice at the same time he reached for some.
“Hey.” I batted him away, giggling. He jabbed back at me.
The food was good. My stomach had finally stopped growling. I thought Luke felt bad about starving me for so long, but he made up for it with amazing sex. It was a better staple around her than having cereal or bread on hand.
When the delivery driver dropped off the order, I made sure to stay out of sight. I felt like an outlaw, hiding behind the blinds. Ignoring Jake’s calls. Disappearing while I sorted everything out with Luke.
His oversized Warriors T-shirt draped off my shoulder. I had washed and dried the only underwear I had and sat with him with nothing else on.
He pressed the remote to change the music station. He liked the acoustic stuff.
“If you could only pick one, who would you say your favorite country singer is?” I asked.
He popped the rest of a spring roll between his lips.