Lex (Unconventional Hearts) (21 page)

I’m a full time dad, who works long hours as
a lawyer, running my own firm. Unfortunately, that means my poor
baby girl is stuck at the babysitters after school until six, most
nights, and even later on Monday’s and Wednesday’s when we have
interoffice meetings.

“Pllleeasssee, daddy, I really, really want
to make pretty flowers.” Her sweet voice tugs at my heart and I
give in. Good thing we’re almost to Faith’s anyhow.

Lex

“You’ve been a great help today.” My mom
thanks me with a giant smile. I’ve been here at her store since
this morning and it’s closing in on six already. We’ve finished ten
arrangements and did some much needed cleaning. It’s been a rather
productive day.

“No problem, Mom. Makes me feel like a kid
again.” I reply, throwing the cut stems from the draining sink into
the trash.

The front door chimes and I glance up.

Gage! What is he doing here? And that must be
his daughter.

“Mrs. Faith!” The little girl screeches,
letting go of her father’s hand and dashing toward my mother, who
has knelt down, arms wide, with a huge ear-to-ear smile plastered
on her face.

I had no idea my mom even knew Gage, let
alone his daughter.

“Hi, Emma.” My mother singsongs and hugs her,
smoothing the little girls long, almost black hair, down her back
and kissing her cheek.

“I missed you. I haven’t seen you in weeks.”
Emma sadly whines.

A chuckle bursts through the air and I turn
to see Gage smiling just as much as my mom. I completely forgot he
was here, and looking very handsome today in jeans and a hoodie,
his brown hair gelled to perfection, like always.

“Emma, we were here last week.” He reminds
her still chuckling.

“I know, but I want to come all the time.”
The little girl adorably says, releasing my mother from a big
hug.

Folding the little girls hand into hers, my
mom guides her toward me. “Emma, I want you to meet my daughter,
Lex.” She says, gesturing her free hand at me.

Emma looks me up and down a few times, a
smile still playing on her face. She’s a very pretty little girl
with green blue eyes like her father, her hair slightly darker than
his, her skin pale white, almost like mine, and she has the most
adorable button nose splattered with freckles and long dark
eyelashes.

Kneeling, to get to her eyelevel, I offer my
hand to her and she accepts it. “How do you do, princess?” I
sweetly greet, smiling back at her.

“You’re very pretty.” She drops my hand and
my mother’s, then gently cups my face, staring wondrously into my
eyes.

Gage gasps.

Dropping my hands at my sides, I allow the
girl to search my face with her eyes.

“I’ve seen you before.” She states, in a near
whisper. “You’re an angel.” Her face is serious, as she makes her
statement. I’ve never seen this beautiful little princess before,
but she seems to think she’s met or seen me before. Hum…..

I kneel for what seems like forever and her
tiny warm hands never leave my cheeks. It’s like she’s trying to
place something in her mind, as her face scrunches up, deep in
thought.

“You’re very pretty too.” I finally
compliment, and she smiles wide and giggles. “I love your dress, I
wish I had a dress that lovely.” I add.

Emma giggles louder and blushes, dropping her
hands from my face.

I turn my gaze to look at my mom who’s
staring starry eyed at us and Gage whose eyes are nearly bugging
out of his head watching me and his precious daughter. I guess we
kind of freaked them out. I’m guessing Emma doesn’t act this way
with everybody.

Standing, I nervously smooth my dress down my
sides and Emma takes my hand, holding it. I guess she’s decided she
likes me. Her other hand reaches out and steals my mom’s.

“Daddy, we’re good. You can go now.”

Gage hasn’t spoken a word and he can’t stop
staring.

“Daddy….” She whines.

“Sorry honey, okay, daddy will be back in an
hour.” He says and looks to my mom who nods. Then he turns and out
the chiming doors he goes.

For the next hour Emma, my mom and I, make a
small pink, red and white carnation arrangement. Emma stands on a
step ladder in her pink dress and helps place the flowers into the
vase. She’s quite the little helper. The entire time she’s been
chatting away about girly stuff. She loves My Little Pony and
makeup. She gushes about how great of a daddy she has, and the
women at the bar seemed to be correct about her mother. Emma
doesn’t care for her. She explained that when she visits they don’t
do a thing and her mommy doesn’t talk to her. As Emma finishes up
with her pretty arrangement, my mother grabs my arm and tugs me to
the side of the room.

“Why did you fail to mention working with a
five year old?” I chastise, for not telling me, giving her a firm
expression.

“It never came up.” She shrugs. “Gage brings
Emma in on the weekends when he needs an hour to himself. I offered
when he came in once and Emma couldn’t stop glancing at the flowers
and asking questions. He needed to leave to get groceries and I
told him I’d watch her. That was six months ago. Since then, she’s
been my weekend buddy.” She explains as we both keep an eye on Emma
out of the corner of our eyes.

The door chimes and Gage comes strolling in.
Emma’s face lights up when she sees her father and excitedly
exclaims, “Look daddy!” Pointing at her creation.

“That’s great baby, but we got to get you
home and into the bath. Daddy’s got a long day of work
tomorrow.”

Emma frowns, sadly stating. “I have to stay
at Shelly’s late.”

Nodding, he unhappily replies, “Yes, baby,”
and comes around the counter and picks her up, wrapping her legs
around his side. His arm anchors her safely against his body, as
his free hand grabs her flowers.

Gage thanks us and Emma waves goodbye. They
leave and my suddenly heart aches to see them go. I really love
that little girl. She has a personality that crawls inside and
nests in your heart.

“Why’s she sad about Monday?” I turn and ask
my mother, as the front door comes to a full close.

“Monday’s and Wednesday’s Gage works late.
Emma has to stay at the sitters until bedtime.”

I don’t know what washes over me. One second
I’m standing in my mother’s floral shop and the next I am charging
out the front door, bare foot, running down the sidewalk towards
Gage’s SUV, yelling, “Wait! Wait!” My arms flailing in the air.

Gage shuts the rear passenger door and smiles
as he sees me running. I come to a halt on the curb next to his
truck.

“Can I help you, Lex?” He’s laughing at me
now and I frown.

“Does Emma like going to the sitters?” Out of
breath I ask. My hands on my hips, my chest rising and falling,
trying to catch my breath.

“No. Why?” his voice and scrunched face,
tells me he’s confused at my question.

“Let me take her. I’ll watch her on Monday’s
and Wednesday’s when you have to work late. She can stay with me.”
I huff out. Apparently yoga helps with some of my stamina but not
my running ability. I hate to run.

“You work, Lex. She gets out of school at
3:30 and I don’t pick her up until late. Sometimes nine at
night.”

Oh… I guess I didn’t realize she got out of
school that early. But I’m the boss and I can leave work whenever I
want. I feel sorry for Emma, she doesn’t like her mom and Gage
obviously needs the help. I want to help. That’s sort of my thing,
I suppose, and he did nearly go to jail for bashing Corey’s face in
for me. I own him this much.

“Are you forgetting I own my company? I can
leave whenever I want. If you work too late and are worried about
waking her, she can stay the night and you can come by in the
mornings to take her to school. Roni and I do tea in the mornings
and I’m sure Emma would love that. I know Roni would be okay with
her joining us. I could use a little more time off work and
spending time with her might be good for the both of us.”

The loving expression on his face says it
all. As he looks to his truck and back at me, his eyes turn soft
and his face melts into a smoldering sexy wonderment. That fires
something deep inside my belly and butterflies start to dance
around my heart. I swallow hard and bite my lip as he stares at me.
His eyes slowly hooding themselves turn my insides to mush. God,
he’s gorgeous.

“Lex, stop biting your lip.” He huskily
states, the air between us changing from normal to carnal
magnetism. I can feel it filling my lungs with moist need.

“Sorry.” I mutter, and chew the inside of my
cheek instead, unable to break my eyes from him.

“If you do this, you realize you’re welcoming
me into your life. Where Emma goes, I go. And I already want you….”
His hand reaches out and ever so slightly brushes down the length
of my arm, sending sparks of wanton pleasure from head to toe. My
breath hitches and I suppress a groan that wants to break free.

I don’t know why I feel this way about this
man. He’s like a flame and I’m the moth, completely drawn to him.
So delectably sexy and one hundred percent untouchable. He would
not like my lady, no matter what Lincoln says.

Shaking my head, I intake a deep lungful of
air to relax my sexual desires that are sizzling between my
legs.

“I know, but I like Emma and I want to be
there for her.” I explain, with a half ways normal tone. Sounding
much better than I expected.

“Okay, I’ll tell the school you’re picking
her up tomorrow, and I’ll text later tomorrow to let you know how
late I’ll be. Thanks.” He smiles and steps up onto the curb,
pulling me into an awkward hug.

“You’re welcome.” I breathe, inhaling him.
Why does he have to smell just as good as he looks? It’s not fair.
It should be illegal to be this hot.

Kissing my forehead, he releases me and goes
around to the driver’s side of his truck. I wait and watch as they
pull away. I can’t believe what I walked myself into. One second I
hate Gage, the next he’s beating Corey up, and asking me out. Then
I meet his delightful daughter and I can’t wait to spend some girl
time with her tomorrow. It’s strange how much a week can change
someone.

Chapter Fourteen

Monday

Daniel

“Daniel, I need you.” My boss wantonly calls,
swiftly walking into her office looking sexy as hell in a tight red
dress, leaving the door open. I know that tone. Lex is horny and
I’d love nothing more than to suck her pretty girl cock into my
mouth and drink her come. The come that I dream about swallowing.
It’s that good. I’m already hard thinking about it. This is truly
the best job on the planet. I get to suck my boss off and on rare
occasions she lets me tongue her ass and finger it. I love when I
get to do that. Everything about her is sexy. The way she talks,
walks, dresses, her confidence, and especially her big heart. Plus,
the pay is good.

But I can’t get her off today. I made a
promise that I wouldn’t. I got a call this weekend from the man I
now know as, Suit Master. The man Lex has been blowing off, he’s in
love with her. Apparently he knows all about mine and Lex’s little
sexual arrangement and he threatened that if I didn’t tell her no,
he’d make sure my cock never worked again. I don’t think I’ll push
my limits. He sounded pretty serious.

“Daniel.” She calls louder this time, her
voice cracking with even more need.

What do I say? Sorry boss I don’t want to get
you off anymore? I can’t lie. I do want to. I love it. Even though
I do, I refuse to put myself in harm’s way to suck her perfect girl
dick. Nothing in life is worth risking my own manhood.

I stand and walk into her office and blurt
out the first thing that comes to mind. “Sorry boss, I can’t. I’ve
started seeing someone and it doesn’t feel right.” I explain.

Please…please…please…buy it, and not be
angry.

Glancing up from the paperwork on her desk,
she smirks at me.

“I didn’t know you had a boyfriend.”

“It’s new.” I shrug. I think she’s buying it.
Thank God!

“That’s okay; I’ll just live with it. I’ve
been so horny though. The lady aches, I haven’t played with her in
a while. Maybe I should.” She breathily states and I see her hand
disappear from her desk and I know it’s going to her privates.

Just hearing her talk about her girl cock is
making me drool and knowing she’s touching it with me in the room.
I’m about the bust at the damn seams.

A small moan escapes her mouth and she leans
back in her chair. Oh, the hell with it. I can’t take it anymore.
Quickly shutting the door and flipping the lock, I get on my knees
and crawl to her. Rounding her desk I see that she’s already
lowered her sexy blue panties around her ankles and her dress is up
around her waist. Her pretty girl cock is dripping its glistening
pre-come for me and her hand is slowly stroking it.