RexI give Olivia time to stop laughing before I growl, demanding her to stop."Oh please. Like you don't know exactly what you're doing. You. Rex Matthews. You know." I interrupt her before she has a chance to finish whatever she was going to say. "No, I don't. I know how to have sex with a woman after we've flirted for a few hours and not develop feelings or manage to get myself into a relationship. If there's eating involved, it's not at a restaurant," I tell her, just to be a shithead."Oh gross! Rex! Nope. I do not need to know this!"I chuckle, lean back in my chair, pleased with myself for shocking her when I hear her gag. I probably should feel bad because for a while I know she was feeling pretty nauseous from the pregnancy, but I also know she's just being dramatic. At least, I hope."What's wrong, Liv?" I tease."You're nasty.""Oh please. I'm honest. There's a difference.""Whatever. I'm not helping you anymore."I grin, scratch my scruff. "Yeah you
Chloe"Holy crap, I'm so tired."My boss, Ari, nods her head as she kicks off her shoes and starts massaging her feet. I'm not sure what happened to our schedules today, but they were packed from the time Rex walked out until now. I was so busy, I didn't get a chance to eat lunch and only managed to use the restroom once. Thank goodness Jana took pity on us and at least kept us hydrated. She did, however, stop us both and make us eat a granola bar.I think she felt guilty for overbooking both of us since she's the one who does all our scheduling. Normally having a hair cut scheduled while my client's hair is processing a color or high light wouldn't be a big deal. But for it to happen with every appointment without a single break throughout the day is overwhelming.My feet throb, my brain is tired, and my body aches all over. I grabbed a box of crackers to munch on while we recuperate but even lifting them to my mouth proves to be a lot of effort."I'm so sorry, guys."W
Chloe"I forgot.""Forgot what?" she mumbles while crunching, eyes closed.Jana looks at her and rolls her eyes then stands up, hands on her hips and glares at me. "Chlo! Rex is probably wondering what the hell happened!""Who's Rex?" Ari asks, lifting her head to look me in the eye."Shower boy," Jana explains."Ahh. I heard he's hot. Like, cover model hot.""He is," I blurt out before thinking better of it.Jana smirks then explains. "He is super hot. He's also incredibly hot for our girl, here. And she just stood him up for a date. I was right here and he wasn't even embarrassed about asking her out in front of everyone. They made a date for tonight and she totally ditched him!" She points a long finger at me, the pointed red tip of her fingernail wiggling in a circle in my direction. Full of blame, that one. I stand up, grab hold of her finger and turn it on herself. "It's not my fault! Who's the one who jacked up the schedule today?""Well, that's unnecessa
Chloe"I live right there." He nods his head to the other side of my street and I bunch my eyebrows, even more confused than earlier."You're my neighbor?"He hands me the pizza then points across the street. "Sort of. Not there, there, but that's my house on the other side of their back yard," he explains. Running his hand over the back of his neck, he drops his head. "I'm coming across as a complete stalker, aren't I?""Um just a little bit."He laughs at my honesty. "Yeah, this is kind of new to me. Let me explain better, will you do that?""Do what?" I'm still not following anything he's saying. He called my work after getting his hair cut this morning to check up on me. Jana, my ex-friend, told him I was busy, then called him to let him know I'd left and he just happened to see me drive past him then happens to live a few blocks away?"Explain. I know, I know. I sound crazy. Insane, really. But honestly, it was all very innocent. Except for the hair cut this morni
RexI watch in fascination as what she just said registers with her. Now, I don't mean to be crude but, really? Special cat powers? Pussy powers? Yes. Indeed I do have special pussy powers.Without a doubt, I know that's not what she meant but my brain went there anyway. I'm as bad as a fifteen-year-old who has sex on the brain 24/7. I don't, though. Not really. It's more that I love watching her blush and can't help myself.She snorts, lifts the lid on the pizza box and grabs a slice, placing it on a plate."Here you go, perv," she teases.I chuckle, accepting the plate and shift so I'm more comfortable. Malcom, however, doesn't move a muscle accept to climb farther into my lap."Thank you. And you're the one who said it, not me.""It's not what I meant, though!" she cries out."Ha!" I bark out a laugh, nudging her knee with mine. "I know, girl. I just can't help but tease you. I've never seen someone be able to blush so easily."Chloe places a piece on another pl
Rex"Right." Her quick agreement makes me grin. Always so honest. "Also, I'm eating the last piece," she says unapologetically. In fact, I'm pretty certain if I tried to take it, she'd bite my hand off. I've never seen a woman be able to polish off so many slices of pieces in such little time. It's impressive. And a bit sexy, too.Tonight, I planned to tell her I have an idea of how she can get her salon but now that I'm in her cozy home, sitting on her soft couch and cuddling with her asshole cat who's already accepted me, and we have two bags full of food to munch on the rest of the night, I just want to lean back into her cushy couch and watch TV."Do you have Netflix?""Of course. And Hulu, too. I don't have cable anymore.""Maybe this is overstepping, but I know you've had a long day and honestly, I did, too. Worrying that someone is dead takes a lot out of a guy and making people pretty all day without a break has to be exhausting. Want to watch something?" I nod my
ChloeWhat the ever-loving hell is the temperature set on in my house? I've never been so hot in my life. It's like a furnace has taken up residence in my body and is heating me up from the inside out.And heavy. What is on me? Holy moly. I think it's a person. A real live person. A male person, by the sound of it, if the noise of his snoring is anything to go by.Rex.Rex spent the night.We're on the couch, fully clothed but still.Rex Whatever his last name is spent the night.And oh my word he smells divine. How does a person sleep for hours and still manage to smell fresh and woodsy and masculine? But he does. And his hair, which is right in line with my nose smells good too. He must have showered after he was at the salon this morning, or by the looks of it outside, yesterday morning, because it's not the same shampoo smell as what I used on him. It's masculine also, like a spring rain with a hint of cologne. My stomach whooshes, my heart flutters. This guy. T
ChloeHis head bumps into my chin when he moves swiftly. We both groan in pain, him rubbing the top of his head and me clutching my chin. "Shit. Sorry. Sorry. Ouch, fuck. Shit are you okay?"Wincing, my nose stings and my eyes water."Chloe? Are you okay? Dammit, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. I don't wake up well, obviously.""It's okay, honestly. I'm not hurt."He lifts my chin, inspects the spot where we connected, his thumb brushing lightly over the area that stings like a son of a bitch already. "It's not bleeding," he murmurs."Well I would hope not!" I laugh, sitting back a little bit.His hand drops from my chin but lifts to his head, scratching the top then ruffling his hair. It makes him ridiculously sexy. Sleepy eyes behind those gorgeous dark rimmed glasses that are a little smudged from sleeping with them on, messy hair, a line across his cheek from where he was laying against me. Sexy. Adorable. Unlike what I'm sure I look like with mascara no do