desire throughout my body.
Holy hell, I may actually die from pleasure .
Chapter Six
Spencer
S he’s gone .
I know she is before I ever open my eyes. Right now, I’m not ready to get out of this bed and face that reality. I just want to lie here a little longer and pretend she’s still beside me.
I knew that having sex with Lexi would be different than any other experience that I’d ever had. Once we crossed that line there was no stopping. Last night, my body had screamed in need for hers. Even if I had tried, I wouldn’t have been strong enough to fight it.
My alarm begins to blare beside me, letting me know it’s time to get my ass up and ready for work. Climbing out of bed and heading for the shower, my mind keeps replaying the events of last night. Lexi’s body movements had been in perfect sync with mine, matching me stroke for stroke. Her body felt like it was made just for mine. There is this connection with her unlike anything I’d ever known before. It was a lot like coming home, a safe haven of some sort.
Now she’s gone, without saying a word. I wonder if I said or did something to make her run.
Had I been wrong? Is she not feeling the connection like I am?
I’m not used to having these doubts. This is why, for the past two years, I’ve avoided mixing sex and emotions. Tessa’s treachery saw to that.
One weekend with Lexi has the fortress I’ve built around my heart cracking. Now, after our time together last night, one whole side has collapsed. It’s obvious that Lexi could lay siege to my heart in no time if I let her.
When I’m dressed and ready for work, I walk into my kitchen to grab a drink and see a piece of paper lying on the counter by my keys and cell phone.
Spencer,
I know you’re not ready for more. I couldn’t wake up beside you this morning and see the look of regret on your face. My number is in your phone should you decide to use it.
No regrets,
Lexi
“Damn it!” I yell as I grab her letter and crumble it in my hand. She thinks I regret it. I definitely don’t regret last night with her. However, she’s right about the other. I’m not ready for more. I scroll through my phone to find her number, thinking I should send her a text and let her know how I feel. Instead, like a coward, I slide my phone into my pocket and leave for work. I’ll text her later when I know what to say.
When I get to the shop and see that Tucker isn’t there yet, I’m not really surprised. He does have Brenna at his house after all. I text him to see if he’s coming in so I know where to start today. While I’m unlocking the doors and turning on the lights, my phone begins to vibrate. Looking at the screen, I see it’s Tucker calling.
His excitement is obvious as he tells me why it is he isn’t coming in today; it seems he and Brenna are paying a little visit to the clerk’s office to get their marriage license.
I wouldn’t be surprised if they were married by lunchtime today .
I tell him I’m good here by myself and not to worry. Before hanging up with Tucker, I hear Brenna in the background asking about Lexi. I don’t know what to tell him, except that she went home sometime this morning. I guess he can tell by my voice that I’m not willing to go into more details. He tells me to call him if I need anything, to which I agree before hanging up.
Lexi stays in my mind, no matter how much I try to stay busy. I want to know if she made it home safely, but I’m not ready to talk to her about last night. I decide to text her anyway, hoping she doesn’t ask too many questions.
Spencer: Did you make it home alright?
I go ahead and begin pulling out the tools that I’ll need to finish up this old Chevy that Tucker and I’ve been restoring. Tucker had already replaced all the belts and wiring under the hood, so now it’s time for me to have a look underneath the bottom of the truck to see if there’s anything needing to be replaced that has been rusted through. I’d