Series: The Laws of Opposite Attract Series by Vi Keeland
Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 98878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
We stepped into the cold night air and began to walk, side by side, back to the building.
“I have a phone call to make.”
“To Alex, I take it? Lala told me she and Billie were giving you the third degree earlier today.”
“Yeah. I tried to walk past them at the café, but that didn’t work. So I joined them instead.”
“I hadn’t realized how much things have escalated between you and Alex. You guys were talking about kids and shit?”
“Only in the context of Alex not wanting them,” I clarified.
“Still, even just mentioning it. That’s some serious stuff. Lala kept saying how smitten you seem.”
“Smitten is a strong word,” I said, though she was right.
“How come you didn’t mention anything about Alex to the guys just now? You were totally vague the whole night.”
“I’ll fill them in another time. I still don’t know how it’s gonna pan out. As much as I like her, she’s not there yet. So I don’t have anything solid to report. I guess I don’t want to jinx it and get ahead of myself, you know?” I sped up my steps. “By the way, can you walk faster? Why the hell are you so slow?”
“What’s the rush?”
“Alex seems to think ten PM is late, and I want to catch her before she goes to bed.”
“Yeah, you’re not smitten.” He chuckled as we picked up the pace.
***
Back at my apartment, I sent Alex a text.
Brayden: Are you down to FaceTime? Or am I too late?
A few minutes later, she sent a reply.
Alex: I’m actually out with a friend.
Hmm…
Brayden: A friend?
Alex: Wells. We’re having tapas.
Relief washed over me—her gay friend and business partner.
Brayden: Ah.
Before I could text anything else, my phone rang.
It was Alex. Except when I answered the FaceTime call, it wasn’t Alex’s face on the screen. It was some dude wearing an earring.
“Wow. You’re even more stunning in person,” he said.
“Wells…”
“I love hearing you say my name,” he purred. “Say it again.”
I narrowed my eyes but complied. “Uh…Wells?”
“I’m sorry, Brayden!” I could hear Alex say from somewhere behind him.
Wells glanced over his shoulder. “I asked Alex who she was rudely texting while we were having dinner. She wouldn’t tell me, so I grabbed her phone. When I saw it was you, loverboy, I gave her a pass. But I think it’s time you and I had a chat.”
“I’m here for it, Wells. And I suppose this is payback since I made Alex talk to my friend Billie the other day.”
Wells scratched his chin. “So, I have some questions…”
“Shoot.” I settled into my couch, feeling my pulse speed up.
“What are your intentions with my friend?”
“You don’t start out light, do you?”
“Well, I was gonna ask whether you shave your pubes, but, you know, first things first.”
“Ooh-kay.” I chuckled. “Got it.”
Alex stuck her head in. “I’m so sorry—”
“No worries, Alex. I can handle this.”
He glared at me. “Well?”
Rubbing my palm on my pants, I cleared my throat. “My intentions are honest, Wells. But I can’t make any promises about what the future holds for us. We’re still getting to know each other. Right now, I just want to keep spending time with her. I have no intention of playing games. I’m serious about wanting to see where things go. I love her company. I love all of her little idiosyncrasies. And I count the days until she and I can be together on the weekends. I’ve never experienced anything like this before. And as I’ve told Alex, I can be as patient as she needs me to be.” I exhaled.
“From what I hear, you’ve been quite patient. Might be going for Guinness World Records for blue balls…”
Ain’t that the truth. “She’s worth it.”
“I agree.” He took a sip of what looked like a Cosmo, then set it down. “Now, let’s get to the nitty gritty…”
I raised a brow. “That wasn’t the nitty gritty?”
“No. Not in the least. We’re just getting started.”
Damn. I was the one who needed that Cosmo. “Okay…” I sighed and licked my lips.
“Why an older woman, loverboy?”
“Why not?”
“Good answer. But you’re gonna have to give me a bit more than that.”
“My attraction to Alex isn’t because of her age. I want her. Plain and simple. The age part is a non-issue, as far as I’m concerned. Therefore, I can’t really answer why an older woman. I didn’t set out to meet an older woman. I met Alex. End of story.”
I’d thought that was clear enough and hoped he’d let me off the hook, but no such luck.
“But there is an age difference. Might there be a reason you’re drawn to Mrs. Robinson?”
“Mrs. Robinson?”
“That’s a term for an older woman who dates a younger man. You’ve never heard that before?”
“Nope.”
“Well, that shows your age.” He winked.
“Anyway…” I rolled my eyes. “I’ve never been drawn to an older woman before. So it’s not a habit. It’s the first time for me.”