Last, but not least, was Josh. Carmen expected him to switch to being a big brother now. Maybe that was what he planned to do, but the way he looked at her was hardly brotherly. From the expression on Lori’s face at those times, she didn’t think the romance was over either – at least not for Josh.
But Carmen was more than a beautiful face on an equally beautiful body. She was passionate . . . about everything. More than likely their marriage would be strained at times, but he couldn’t picture it ever being dull. In spite of her strict moral standards on premarital relationships, Carmen was obviously stirred deeply by desire. The way the pulse throbbed in her neck when he kissed it, and the way she sounded out of breath when she pushed him away – the feel of her breasts when she molded her body to his . . .
He stood and put the picture on top of the box. It was best not to think about those things. He could get into enough trouble without getting primed for it.
He grabbed the box and walked out of the room, shutting the door without looking back. A new and exciting life lay ahead of him. Few pleasant memories lay behind him in that office.
Alex turned toward the stairs, avoiding the front office. He’d already said good bye to all of them earlier. The last thing he wanted was another tear session with the girls. It was his wedding, not his funeral.
He put the box behind the seat in the truck and climbed in, laying the picture beside him. The movers had taken the last of his things from the apartment this morning and he had returned the key. Home was in Arkansas now, over five hundred miles away, and he planned to sleep there tonight.