She stares at me for long seconds, and I’m certain she’s going to argue, but instead she reaches over and takes my hand. “Fine, but I’m going to be really annoying.”
A laugh tumbles from my throat before I can catch it.
How did I ever think I could live my life without her being mine?
SIXTY
LEXI
It’s almost a week before Colten leaves the apartment and therefore leaves me by myself, because the man has not let me leave a room without him on my heels.
Yesterday he was on a conference call in the bathroom while I took a bath.
I mean, that worked out very well for me when he slid into the bath behind me and sat me on his cock until the water started to go cold.
So, it hasn’t been all bad.
I was, however, surprised when Colten brought me a coffee in bed and gave me a sweet kiss before telling me he was going out for a few hours.
Where? I have no idea.
When will he be back? No clue.
Am I enjoying the peace and quiet? Nope.
Although I’ve spent much of my life with only my own company, I’m not so good with it anymore.
I’d clean the apartment if Colten weren’t the neatest human I’ve ever met.
I’d cook, but not only do I not know how, but Colten is such a good cook I wouldn’t want to even if I could.
And I’m not ready to start filming content again. I don’t know if I ever will be.
The time off has been nice, but I’m getting bored, and now Colten isn’t here, knowing what mood I’m in before I know myself, I’m climbing the walls.
Maybe I should go back to school. Working in economics would bore me to tears, but maybe there’s something else I could do. Or I could start my own business helping other content creators grow their accounts and following?
I sigh, dropping my head into my hands.
A soft paw taps at my calf, and I open my eyes to find Pancake sitting in front of me, her sweet face staring up at me.
“How do you always know when I need you?” I scratch between her ears.
The elevator dings, and Colten steps off with another man I vaguely recognize as one of our lawyers, which sets me on edge immediately.
My man is not someone who likes people in his space, and that was painfully obvious when I woke up at three in the morning to him cleaning every inch of the apartment that anyone else had touched after Laken and Nico left.
Which begs the question, why has he brought yet another person into our space?
He moves to me immediately, kissing the top of my head and lingering for a few seconds. Considering how pinned to me he’s been since I was kidnapped, I can’t imagine it was easy for him to be away from me today.
“Welcome home,” I say softly.
“It’s only been a home since you moved in.”
“See, you keep saying sweet things like that, and I’m never going to be able to leave the apartment again.”
“Good.” He smirks. “I need you to sign some paperwork.”
