He leaned on the table with his left elbow obscuring her view of everyone else. He wanted to create their own bubble where it would be just her and him. Where she was relaxed enough to tell him everything. It would be the first time that she would trust him with any of her problems. Maybe if he played it right, she would learn to trust him little by little.
"So? What's bothering you?"
She sighed. And for a second he thought she wasn't going to tell him anything but she must have made up her mind because she started talking. "I just.... I miss Jim so much. If he were here, he'd know what to do. He was so good with that. Giving me advice on how I should react in some situations. I depended on him too much and now I feel like everything I do is wrong but I have no one to tell me what's ri
Dipping his head, he kissed her. Well, it was more like he'd placed his lips on top of hers, testing the waters, but that counted as a kiss in his book. He waited for her to push him away, slap him and call him names. God knew he deserved it. Her boyfriend was in jail, her boss giving her a hard time and here he was moving in on her instead of offering to help her. He'd get it if she got mad at him if she decided not to talk to him ever again. It would be horrible knowing he blew his chance with her because he couldn't control himself. He wasn't one of those people who gave up easily so he'd probably chase after her for the rest of his life but it would really suck to see her with someone else after Connor. He's supposed to come after that imbecile and stay forever. That was the plan.Her lips moving against his cut his muddled thoughts short. She was kissing him back and Ray could have j
Alexis stared up at the ceiling wondering what she was doing. This was crazy, she had gone insane. What had she been thinking when she'd kissed Ray back last night? This was Raymond Lachlan. He was the quintessential annoying, bad boy, trust fund babies who did nothing but go from club to club partying and picking up women every night. All he needed were tattoos to complete his look.But he'd also said he was in love with you.No, he hadn't said that. His words were 'You can't be friends with someone you're in love with'. He never said that someone was her. So why had she kissed him?"Oh Alexis, what did you do?" she groaned burying her face in her pillow. As if it wasn't enough that she'd dry humped him in the bar, she'd kissed him again when he had dropped her off. Marjorie had taken a cab with Henry claiming he needed someone to take care of him since he was so drunk which was bullshit seeing as she was the one who'd gotten him drunk. Alexis only hoped he
"Oh. So you saw through that. Huh?""It's disgusting mom. I hate to think what I would've walked in on had I taken ten more minutes to get ready""In our defense, we thought we were alone. Your grandmother took your brothers out and you were asleep. But next time we'll lock the door" Alexis heard what she hadn't said. 'We won't stop doing what we want wherever we want to, but we'll lock the doors so no one would walk in on them'"Thank God I'm moving out""So? Who was the boy? Do I know him?"Don't tell her. She'll overreact."It was Ray""Ray? Which Ray?" her mother asked pretending she didn't know who they were talking about but Alexis could see through that too."Don't act like you don't know I'm talking about Raymond Lachlan""Our Ray?"She snapped "He's not ours"He's mine. Shit. Since when?"Okay. But I thought you two didn't like each other?""I thought so too.""Why kiss him t
Ray stared down at her trying to remind himself that her parents were somewhere in that house and it wasn't the right time or place to do what he was thinking of doing. But that was hard seeing how beautiful she was with her cheeks flushed and her hair spread out all over the bed underneath him. He hadn't been able to sleep last night because all he could think about was her. How she tasted, how she felt when she was in his arms. When he woke up that morning, all of it had seemed like a dream. He had been a little drunk so maybe his mind had come up with everything which is why he was going to make sure he hadn't dreamt about kissing her. He had to reassure himself that she'd really kissed him back. It was stupid to think that way but he'd woken up in the past after having such dreams. Then when he saw her, she'd glare at him, reminding him that most of it was in his head. So far she hadn't
Ray sat upright so he could give her chest the attention it needed. He'd been dying to lose himself in her breasts. They were his favorite part of her. She cried out when he took one nipple into his mouth and lavished it, swirling his tongue around it then scraping his teeth against it, pulling lightly. She chanted his name as he moved from one then other and by the time he was done, he realized her hand had snuck between them. For a second he sat there, transfixed, watching her please herself. It was hot, incredibly erotic but he was the only one who was going to make her come. Pushing her hand away, he ripped off her tiny panties then fell back on the bed, moving them up until his head hit the pillows. Her surprise was evident on her face when he grabbed her waist and moved her to sit on his face.With her knees on either side of his head, she offered him an enticing view. Her wide win
Henry tried to open his eyes but with the way his head was pounding, it seemed like an impossible task. What day was it and why did he have such a raging hango...... Marjorie. Even as he thought of her name, he knew what he should be feeling was anger, not excitement. She'd gotten him drunk and like the stupid fool he was, he'd let her. She looked too beautiful to resist in that sexy black number she'd worn. He hadn't stopped staring at her cleavage all night, thinking what it would be like Fuck her tits then come all over her face. Great now he had a hangover and a hard on early in....."Well hello there. For a second there I thought you couldn't work" Henry shot his eyes open to find himself naked and Marjorie staring at his morning erection. He didn't know whether to be creeped out or more excited. But judging by the way he felt himself harden, the decision was out of his hands. He hea
"Okay that's it" he stood up and she had no choice but to slide off him. "We need to talk before we take any of this further""Talk about what?" she asked craning her neck backward so she could see him. Without her heels on, she went as far as his chest. Grabbing her waist, he lifted her onto the kitchen island and instinctively she wrapped her legs around him.Wrong move."First of all, I like you. More than I should""Aww, I like you too Henry. And yes. I'll be your girlfriend"He blinked "I didn't ask you to be my girlfriend""Yet. I'm saving you the hassle of coming up with ways to ask me and when I'm ready, I'll agree to be your wife"
She couldn't move. Alexis had woken up an hour ago but she couldn't move because she didn't feel like it. Because her limbs felt languid and her body.... Well, she didn't have a word to describe it. Stretching, she curled up on her side, hands on the pillow and head on top them thinking about the weekend. It had been amazing, thanks to Ray. Ray. Just the thought of his name sent her heart into a dance and heat pooling low in her stomach. Who knew what that tongue and those hands could do? Who knew what the man himself was capable of? She certainly didn't. And now that she knew, it was hard not to picture them going all the way.She had tried being with Connor. He was a good kisser but sadly that was as far as his abilities went. The first time they'd ventured from kissing, he'd tried moving his hands to her breasts and s
Five years later "Natalia Catherine Lachlan, what are you doing?"Startled, she gasped and dropped the bowl full of flour, on the floor. "Nothing. I promise I didn't do anything""Then why is your face covered in flour? And what is that in your hair?""It wasn't my fault mommy. Jamie told me to do it"Alexis would have laughed but Talia needed to be taught a lesson. She was always blaming her little brother for everything she did even when it was clear she was the one who'd committed the crime. Ray and her grandfathers had spoiled her rotten. She had been folding the laundry when she
"That doesn't make sense""It is clear how much your boyfriend loves you and no matter how many times I've tried to scare him away, he wouldn't budge. He is so much like his father that I want to punch him every time I see him""You're such a bully. Why do you have to take your anger out on Ray? Your problem is with Vince. Not his son""But I don't want him to marry you even though he really is the right man for you. You're making Vince a part of this family. It's frustrating honey""I think you're getting old since you don't remember that Vince is Jasmine's husband." she didn't even want to understand what he was talking about so she let him be. If they started arguing about Ray, they'd never leave the house. Changing the subject she ask
"Wow you look like a princess""You forget that she is a Princess" Jazz bumped her mother smiling. They'd gone all out with the dress, a dazzling beaded bodice on flounced tulle ball gown that made her feel like the princess they kept calling her and the makeup was kept to a minimum. Her shoes were a pair of embroidered ivory lace heels that completed her look. She couldn't begin to imagine what they'd done with the venue.Ray had insisted on getting married in a church which was funny because normally the brides were the ones who did that. Not the bridegroom. But this was the man who loved her and wanted to make all her dreams come true. To him, that included giving her a church wedding. He really wasn't like any other man she knew, excluding her father of course. Last night he'd insisted on not s
"True" he replied straightening from the bed to stand in front of her. Slowly he took off his clothes, starting with the jacket then the bow tie. As he untucked his shirt, he noticed how her breathing had hitched and decided to give her show. Which was pure torture for him because he could see her glistening center from where he stood. Spread out and ready for him. But he was never one to back down from a challenge, especially if it involved her so he unbuttoned his shirt with trembling fingers. Inwardly rejoicing when he was one less button away from being naked. Then came his belt, pants, and boxers which proved to be difficult since he still had his shoes on. Alexis tried to close her knees together but he knelt between her to stop her, not wanting to lose sight of that wet pussy and kicked his shoes off while cursing because the action was taking too long. He snapped his head up when he heard her giggle.
"Ray" Alexis breathed, letting out air she hadn't known she'd been holding. It took a lot of effort on her part to keep a neutral expression on her face. A few minutes passed as she just stood there staring at him, afraid of blinking in case he was an apparition. When she was convinced that he was real, she let her shoulders sagged in relief. At that moment she wanted to do a lot of things like hugging him or kiss him or slap him but her body wouldn't move. She was frozen in place not actually believing her eyes. It was him. He was there, standing in front of her looking dashing in a tuxedo suit. Her breath caught in her throat and she wondered if this is the same man she'd seen in that orange jumpsuit. There was no trace of that man at all. The beard he'd had from days of not shaving was gone. The Ray standing in front of her was different and dare she say happy? But why would he be happy? Shouldn't he still be mad at her? And when did h
"Lexi you have an hour to get ready. Red or black?" Jayden barged into her room announcing. He had two gowns on either hand, holding them up for her to see."Did I miss something?""Yeah. Dad needs you to accompany him to this event he has to attend so hurry up""Really? Why can't mom go with him? I don't feel like going anywhere" she grunted letting her head fall back on the pillow. The police had told her that Copeland was the killer but it would take them a few days to let Ray go due to the amount of paperwork that needed to be signed. Add the fact that most government officials were on holidays, they'd said a week at most. She didn't know if he would come to see her or if he'd keep being mad at her. God forbid he went to see Odessa first. The thought of them together made her pull the
"We found photos of you and your girlfriend, together and apart. It looked like he had been stalking you for a while. We also found the clothes he had worn when he'd killed ConnorGrey. They were hidden in his closet and the DNA matched. We're still investigating but all I can say for now is that your business partner was obsessed with your girlfriend. It happens when people think they're in love but by killing Mr. Grey, Duke Copeland had taken his obsession to the next level. There's no saying what he would have done to Miss Rutherford hadn't she ran from him. These kinds of cases are a bit hard to solve because we never really know when the perpetrator's behavior escalates. Most stalkers start out innocently. It's always to keep someone they love safe or just wanting to know the person's every move. Until they feel betrayed or something snaps inside them. Then they s
She swallowed. How did he know about her apartment? Did Ray tell him? "Thank you. That was really nice of you""Anything for you my little bird," he said taking a bite of the bagel. It was the second time he'd called her that. She didn't want to know why he kept calling her 'little bird'. If she asked too many questions, she'd spook him. So she kept her mouth and ate her breakfast. Alexis was so busy trying to find a way out instead of actually eating, that she missed her mouth and spilled coffee on herself."Crap," she said standing up. Copeland did too."Don't worry. I'll get you something to clean the mess with" he said hurrying to the kitchen. She couldn't stop him this time so she did the only thing she could think of. Ran out the door barefoot. There was an elevator but she kn
Alexis paced back and forth in front of her bed fuming. She should have taken her mother's advice and pulled Odessa's hair. That damn woman was everywhere. She'd left home willing to give Ray a chance to explain himself. She was so ready to listen until she saw Odessa, sitting there and talking to him like she had every right to. But then again it was her fault, wasn't it? She'd served Ray on a silver platter when she'd told Odessa she could have him.Even so, she didn't think Ray would fall for her tricks. They'd signed the divorce papers. So then why did he keep seeing her? Wasn't there a rule about not keeping in touch with exes or something? Dammit. Why was she letting that woman get to her? Her intention hadn't been to fight with Ray. She had carried the ring in the hopes that he'd get down on one knee and propose the right away after th