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
BAILEE The nerve of that man. No. Whatever he was planning… But he couldn’t be… could he? It was too much, too soon. Was this shock? Did I want him to ask my parents for their blessing? My stomach was filled with butterflies, and I wasn’t sure if I was excited or nervous. Overall, though, I
ALEXANDER What just happened? I thought to myself. The room around me seemed to be giving me their undivided attention, and I was quite positive that wasn’t a good thing. “A baby?” Mrs. Evan kept repeating. Maggie's had a strict no-phone rule, but I was positive this would end up on TMZ or at le
BAILEE I was humiliated. Never in my life had I felt this bone-achingly horrified. Even when the town had turned on me, and I had been beaten and abused into running for the hills, had I felt this way. No, that was a physical pain. This one was emotional and something I hadn't been expecting
BAILEE Camera. The cameras were still working. “Alex,” I croaked out, terror coating the single syllable as my eyes traveled up as I searched for the small camera. Left, right… there. The small device was pointed right at us, and I didn’t know if Alex was watching from the other side, but I kne