BAILEE My lips pulled up into a smile as I was roused from my sleep to the feeling of gentle kisses being peppered along my shoulder blade. The rough scruff of Alex's beard slid against my skin so delicately that I shivered from the pleasure it sent through me. That had always been my weak spot,
BAILEE “Are you mad at me?” I asked, and Ben looked at me briefly before returning to Brinley. “No, why?” He asked, and my molars ground together at the two-word answer. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe it’s because you won’t look at me, and every time you talk to or text me, it’s like pulling teeth to
BAILEE “What’s going on?” Alex said, his smile falling as I marched toward him, but I saw his chest rise more with his next breath. It had been too long for us. Too long since we touched. Too long since we connected. “There’s just too much going on right now,” I admitted, not knowing how to exp
BAILEE The sounds he made were primal, encouraging…delicious. “Alex,” I cried as I rocked back and forth carefully, not fully trusting his chair but needing a release that only he could provide. I should have had him take over the desk, but after the past few months, something about being on
BAILEE I left Alex’s office, unable to hide the smile on my face as he smacked my ass on the way out. It had felt good, incredible even, to get close to him again, and now that we were official and were moving in together, I knew that was just the beginning. When we were teenagers, we were inse
ALEXANDER I thought nothing could bring me down after Bailee surprised me this morning by coming into my office, but I was wrong. As soon as she left, my personal cell phone started ringing. There was a brief moment of annoyance as I wondered if the unknown number was someone from the press or
BAILEE “I have a business dinner to attend tonight, but I’ll be back soon. It’ll be at Maggie’s Steakhouse. Let me know if you or Brinley want me to bring you something home. Text me your order.” Alex said as he walked into the kitchen, where I had my hands covered in the sticky white glob that wa
BAILEEI held my breath as the housekeeper pushed open the hotel room door. The woman gave me a pitying look as I slipped her the cash I had promised in exchange for her help getting into my husband’s luxury suite. Caleb had been so rushed for his ‘urgent business meeting’ that he had forgotten his laptop. Like the loving wife I was, I raced over to grab it for him. I had made it my goal to make his life at home as easy on him as possible by helping where I could with the cooking and cleaning since he worked so hard to provide for us. It was never good enough for him, but little things like bringing him his laptop would surely make him happy.Only I had frozen in horror when I saw the messages popping up on his computer from his phone. The smiling, poorly clad woman stared back at me. I could see her nipps through her lace underwear, and she had one hand down between her legs, covering herself.His assistant. Lorna: I got your gift. I’m at the Rosewood Hotel. Don’t make me wait