Lexie bit her lip.Nobody seemed concerned about clothes but her.She looked longingly at the bedroom where her suit was lying crumpled on the floor.A moan from her twin had her turning back to the bathroom instead.She found the pain reliever and carried it across the living room.She felt Cam’s gaze with every step she took, but moving faster wasn’t an option.She climbed onto the barstool next to her sister, but Roxie didn’t budge.Lexie stroked her hair.
“What did you do to me?”her twin grumbled.“I haven’t gotten that drunk in years.”
“I’ve never been that drunk,” Lexie confessed.
She was more aware of Cam than ever as he puttered around the kitchen.He found glasses in the second cupboard he opened and filled two of them with tap water.He put them on the counter.“Take the aspirin, both of you.”
Lexie shifted on the stool.They were all stripped down and showing way too much skin.She wasn’t even wearing a bra.Her skin felt achingly bare, yet she couldn’t pull her gaze away from Cam.His muscles stretched and tightened as he turned to open another cupboard.As if drawn by a magnet, her eyes drifted downwards to his butt.
The view made her mouth water.
She felt Roxie’s stare burning her like a match, and she quickly lifted her glass to down the two tablets.What was wrong with her?She had problems coming out her ears.Serious problems.Family and business problems.The new arrival of a twin was a twist she hadn’t seen coming.
So why was she suddenly attracted to a man she’d done her best to avoid?A man who’d put her sensors on high alert the first time she’d seen him?A man who was intrinsically linked with the father who’d just betrayed her?
A man she didn’t even know if she could trust.
He turned with a loaf of bread in his hand.“How do either of you feel about breakfast?”
Their simultaneous groans answered that question.
“Good.I’ll make toast.”
“Heismean,” Roxie mumbled.
Cam threw her a look over his shoulder.“It’s for your own good.”
“God, that’s the worst kind.”
Lexie pressed a hand to her pounding forehead.She wasn’t sure she was up to food either, but he proceeded to make dry toast for them anyway.Both she and Roxie eyed it suspiciously when he set it on a plate before them.
“Eat,” he ordered.Turning back to the cupboards, he grabbed a box of cereal, poured himself a bowl and retrieved milk from the refrigerator.
“Make yourself at home,” Roxie grumbled as she pulled off a tiny piece of crust.
Cam merely lifted an eyebrow as he poured the milk over the cereal.He put the milk away, found a spoon and turned to lean back against the cupboards.He watched them as he ate.
And Lexie watched him.
Her gaze drifted over his chest as she sipped at her water.God, if anything was apt to make her hungry in this state, it was him.
He pointed at her cooling toast with his spoon.
She looked at it with distaste, but her stomach needed something to settle it.She took a timid bite and then another.
“Stop crunching so loudly,” Roxie complained.
“Sorry.”
Almost on cue, a phone rang.They both cringed, and Cam moved quickly to the end table by the sofa.He grabbed his phone, but it was still three of the most ear-piercing rings Lexie had ever heard before he answered the call.
“Rowe,” he said curtly.
He glanced towards them as the voice on the other end spoke, and Lexie immediately knew who it was.As bad as she was feeling, an even heavier weight settled onto her shoulders.
The real world was back.
Turning from them, Cam spoke softly.The call wasn’t long, but with each cryptic word that was spoken, Lexie’s chin dipped.Embarrassment ran through her like syrup, thick and clinging.What had she been thinking yesterday to let things get so out of control?To let herself get so…so…wild?It wasn’t like her.It wasn’t how she conducted her life.
