Those weren’t emotions she associated with Jack.
“She thinks I cheated on her.”
Lexi snorted. That was rich!
“I’m serious!” he cried angrily. “Take this seriously.”
“How can I when this is all a sham to begin with? You did cheat on her!”
“Not while we were married!”
“And who’s going to believe you?”
“I was hoping you would.”
“You thought I would believe that about you, Jack? After everything I know about you, you thought I would think you wouldn’t cheat on Bekah? Did you hit your head this morning?” Lexi asked, crossing her arms.
Jack rolled his beautiful blue eyes at Lexi’s dramatic behavior. “I thought I’d proven myself over the past couple of years.”
“You thought wrong. I know who you are, even if you are my friend. Even more so, I’ve known you too long. I’ve been there.”
“But it didn’t happen! You have to convince her—”
“Whoa, there!” Lexi cried, holding her hands up in front of her. “I’m never convincing Bekah of anything ever again.”
“I didn’t mean—”
“I don’t care! I don’t care! Can’t you just deal with this like everyone else?”
“How does everyone else deal with this, Lexi? I’m not everyone else. This isn’t a normal scenario or anything.”
“It never is with you,” Lexi remarked sullenly.
Jack sighed and stormed away from Lexi to the other end of the room. “Can we be serious for one goddamn second? My whole marriage is on the line.”
“You shouldn’t have gotten married in the first place!” she cried angrily.
She hadn’t been able to hold it back. He shouldn’t have gotten married. That was one thing she was damn certain of.
She shook her head, already riled up from the conversation.
“I knew it was a mistake to ask you about this.”
Lexi shrugged. She couldn’t agree more. “I don’t know how you could expect anything else from me.”
“Things are different.”
“You’ve been saying that for a long time.”
“But you know they are.”
Lexi tried not to glance at her left ring finger. She wasn’t ready to tell him about that yet.
“Maybe they are, Jack,” she whispered.
She should tell him! She knew she should tell him.
He walked back across the lounge to Lexi and sat next to her. “I’m sorry I bothered you. You shouldn’t have to deal with this. You have your own life. I know what we are now, but you’re all I have left. I can’t talk to anyone else about something like this. Lex, you’re my best friend,” he whispered huskily.
She diverted her eyes from the curve of his lips, those soft pleading eyes, the heady smell of him. She couldn’t help him. She wouldn’t.
He tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, and he was so close that she could almost taste the familiar scent she associated with Jack. It was like musky cologne, sex, and tension all rolled into one delicious mix. Her nerves cracked at the feel of his hand against her earlobe.
“Stop it!” she cried, jumping off the couch, feeling the heat and adrenaline course through her veins.
“Lex, I’m not doing anything!” he yelled back, unable to control his temper. “You’re the one accusing me of cheating on Bekah!”
Lexi stormed across the room in a fury. She had been so in control around him that she hated getting this heated. She knew what her anger did to him, even if they hadn’t done anything in two years.
She just wanted to punch something. Here he was—after all that shit they had gone through—requesting the same goddamn thing of her all over again. It was like he hadn’t even considered what this would do to her.
“I haven’t done anything in the past two years to make you believe I have cheated on her,” he growled, standing angrily. “Tell me I’ve done something that makes you think that.”
Pressing her palms to her temples, Lexi shook her head back and forth. “It’s nothing you’ve done in the past two years. It’s everything that happened the seven before
“She thinks I cheated on her.”
Lexi snorted. That was rich!
“I’m serious!” he cried angrily. “Take this seriously.”
“How can I when this is all a sham to begin with? You did cheat on her!”
“Not while we were married!”
“And who’s going to believe you?”
“I was hoping you would.”
“You thought I would believe that about you, Jack? After everything I know about you, you thought I would think you wouldn’t cheat on Bekah? Did you hit your head this morning?” Lexi asked, crossing her arms.
Jack rolled his beautiful blue eyes at Lexi’s dramatic behavior. “I thought I’d proven myself over the past couple of years.”
“You thought wrong. I know who you are, even if you are my friend. Even more so, I’ve known you too long. I’ve been there.”
“But it didn’t happen! You have to convince her—”
“Whoa, there!” Lexi cried, holding her hands up in front of her. “I’m never convincing Bekah of anything ever again.”
“I didn’t mean—”
“I don’t care! I don’t care! Can’t you just deal with this like everyone else?”
“How does everyone else deal with this, Lexi? I’m not everyone else. This isn’t a normal scenario or anything.”
“It never is with you,” Lexi remarked sullenly.
Jack sighed and stormed away from Lexi to the other end of the room. “Can we be serious for one goddamn second? My whole marriage is on the line.”
“You shouldn’t have gotten married in the first place!” she cried angrily.
She hadn’t been able to hold it back. He shouldn’t have gotten married. That was one thing she was damn certain of.
She shook her head, already riled up from the conversation.
“I knew it was a mistake to ask you about this.”
Lexi shrugged. She couldn’t agree more. “I don’t know how you could expect anything else from me.”
“Things are different.”
“You’ve been saying that for a long time.”
“But you know they are.”
Lexi tried not to glance at her left ring finger. She wasn’t ready to tell him about that yet.
“Maybe they are, Jack,” she whispered.
She should tell him! She knew she should tell him.
He walked back across the lounge to Lexi and sat next to her. “I’m sorry I bothered you. You shouldn’t have to deal with this. You have your own life. I know what we are now, but you’re all I have left. I can’t talk to anyone else about something like this. Lex, you’re my best friend,” he whispered huskily.
She diverted her eyes from the curve of his lips, those soft pleading eyes, the heady smell of him. She couldn’t help him. She wouldn’t.
He tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, and he was so close that she could almost taste the familiar scent she associated with Jack. It was like musky cologne, sex, and tension all rolled into one delicious mix. Her nerves cracked at the feel of his hand against her earlobe.
“Stop it!” she cried, jumping off the couch, feeling the heat and adrenaline course through her veins.
“Lex, I’m not doing anything!” he yelled back, unable to control his temper. “You’re the one accusing me of cheating on Bekah!”
Lexi stormed across the room in a fury. She had been so in control around him that she hated getting this heated. She knew what her anger did to him, even if they hadn’t done anything in two years.
She just wanted to punch something. Here he was—after all that shit they had gone through—requesting the same goddamn thing of her all over again. It was like he hadn’t even considered what this would do to her.
“I haven’t done anything in the past two years to make you believe I have cheated on her,” he growled, standing angrily. “Tell me I’ve done something that makes you think that.”
Pressing her palms to her temples, Lexi shook her head back and forth. “It’s nothing you’ve done in the past two years. It’s everything that happened the seven before
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