"For me?" Alexis was touched. "I have some exciting news for you, too." When she told Betsy about her meeting with Morris, her sister whooped with delight.
"You're going to say yes, right?" Betsy prodded as the oven timer bleeped. As she pulled the two loaves of pumpkin bread from the oven, the delicious scent filled
Alexis's nostrils.
Alexis covered her face with her hands. "I don't know. I want to."
"Then what's stopping you? You don't want to go back to London. I can tell."
"No, I don't," Alexis admitted. "I don't have a life there anymore."
"Well, you have one here, ready and waiting for you. If you say yes, I'll even let you have the first slice of bread."
Alexis threw up her hands in acquiescence. "If that bread tastes as good as it smells, you just might convince me."
When she left Betsy's, she bypassed Rumrunner Road and decided to go to Tyler's instead. Although he needed to be at work soon, she hoped to squeeze in a brief visit. If she was lucky, maybe he hadn't showered. Then she could join him. Her body grew flush with excitement, imagining the water splashing off his washboard abs.
"A special delivery?" he joked when he opened the door and saw her standing there. He held the door open for her and sneaked a kiss as she passed under his arm. "I couldn't stay away," she said, making her way to the dining table. Even though she was bursting to mention her meeting with Morris, she knew it was best to make her decision first.
"Now you're speaking my language," he said with a sexy grin. "What's in the envelope?"
Alexis opened it to reveal one of Owen's pictures. The word 'family' was written at the top in different colors and he'd drawn his parents, his brothers, his grandparents, and Alexis. No one had a nose except Joe, probably because his real nose was on the larger size. Alexis towered over everyone else in the picture, larger than life. She also sported wings and breathed fire.
"That's a budding artist you've got there," Tyler said, peering over her shoulder. "Yes, he is."
He wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled the back of her neck. "I hope our kids have a sliver of that talent."
Alexis froze. "Our kids?"
"A guy can dream, right?"
"I thought your dreams were all about hot, sweaty sex with me?"
He slipped a hand under her top and cupped her breast. "Oh, they are. But now that I have the reality of hot, sweaty sex with you, I need new dreams."