Page 114 of Wicked Lord

The thud of approaching footfalls sent me scrambling off Axel’s lap. “What was that?”

“It’s probably just one of the other brothers.” He tossed me my sundress and leisurely stepped into his boxers and shorts in one go. “Maybe they heard us fucking. You weren’t exactly quiet, blondie.” A mischievous glint brightened the sparkle of sapphire in his eyes.

I tugged the dress on then found my panties on the floor and slid them up my thighs just as the door swung open.

“We have to stop meeting like this.” Killian darkened the doorway with Lexi by his side. Her cheeks were flushed, and her hair probably looked a lot like mine did right now.

“What are you guys doing here? I thought you were spending the weekend on the boat.” Axel tugged his shirt over his head like it was no big deal we’d almost been caught naked in the sex room.

Killian jerked his thumb at Lexi. “The seas got a little rough, and she wasn’t feeling so well.”

“Oh shit, I hope she’s not pregnant.” The words spilled out before I could stop them.

Lexi’s eyes bugged out of her head, and I couldn’t help the tiny bit of satisfaction that came with it. It was petty and stupid, and made no sense since I couldn’t give two shits about Killian anymore. I guess despite all my goals for personal growth, I was still the same old Lorelei in some ways.

“Lexi is not pregnant,” Killian hissed before throwing his arm around her. “But if she was, I’d be fucking thrilled. It would only mean that I’d get to marry her and make her officially mine that much sooner.”

Now it was my turn to be shocked. I hazarded a quick peek at Axel, whose expression was just as stunned as mine.

“Damn Kill, you sure have come a long way since Lexi popped back into your life.” Ax stood, clothes finally back on, and moved beside me, eyes intent on his best friend.

Killian shrugged, tucking the redhead into his side. “I’m not the only one.” His dark gaze razed over his roommate before pivoting to me. “You know, I never bought this dating Lorelei shit, but I guess I was wrong. You really seem happy.” He paused, studying me. “Both of you do.”

“Yeah, he’s right,” Lexi interjected. “I’m really happy for you, Axel.”

“We all are,” Killian added, and he didn’t even sound reluctant this time. “Even though it’s still fucking weird.”

Heat coated my cheeks at all the depraved sexual acts I’d done for Killian in an effort to stay in his good graces. He used me and I was obsessed with him, but that was all it had ever been. Being with Axel, even if most of it was only pretend, opened my eyes to a type of relationship I never realized I deserved.

“And I was secretly hoping you and Cordi would work things out.” Lexi’s slim shoulders lifted. “No offense Lorelei.”

“How is she doing by the way?” Ax’s quiet question sent my heart slamming against my ribs.

“She’s okay. You know Cordi.” A rueful smile slid across her lips. “But I think she realizes what a mistake she made when she let you go. She’s been kind of all over the place lately.”

Axel tensed beside me. He didn’t say a word, but he didn’t need to, I could feel his mood shift. I slid out from under his arm, slipping on a fake smile.

“Well, I don’t know about you guys, but I think I’ve had about enough of this little awkward encounter.” I found my sandals in the corner and stepped into them.

“Wait, I’ll go with you,” Axel called out.

I was already halfway through the door and offered Killian and Lexi a quick wave over my shoulder.

“Blondie, wait!” Ax caught me before I made it up the steps to the main foyer and spun me around, big hands squeezing my shoulders. “Why are you running off?”

“Did you ever talk to Cordelia after her drunken confession?”

He slowly shook his head, huffing out a breath.

“I think you should,” I forced out, despite the pain.

“What? Why?”

“Because whatever was or is still between you two needs to be resolved.” Clearly, that last mind-blowing orgasm had messed with my head. Why would I be pushing this?

Because you love him, you idiot, and you want this to be real. Okay, that time it was definitely not my mother’s voice.

Those ocean blue eyes searched mine, a tornado of emotions simmering just below the surface. “I don’t know…”