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the picture and spoke his name softly, “Brice.” Then he smiled a warm smile that I can’t recall ever seeing before.
He never looked so affectionate when my name came up. Believe me, I would have known, especially since I had done so much spying in the past.
“How about this weekend?” I offered.
“Sure! Where?”
His excitement was back along with that twinkle in his eye. One day he will realize how important I am to him and that twinkle will glow when he speaks of me. I know it will. I just have a little work to do to make sure it happens. Right now, Brice is the key. Once Brian sees his cute little face, he’ll be smitten, and nothing will be able to separate them. Then I’ll be more important to him than that wench Lexie. When all is said and done, I’ll have what I always wanted—my man and a family of my own.
Chapter 4 Lexie
    I wanted to make the evening special. Actually, I just wanted to come home after a long day of work and lay up with my man, but he went running off to his friend. I don’t mind him spending time helping out a friend. It’s just that my libido was running at an all-time high and I wanted to feel him. I needed to talk about my reservations about getting married and I always feel a little freer talking about tough topics after an orgasm. I still needed to talk so I called my girl Brooke.
    “Hey, girl,” I said the moment she answered. I didn’t even give her a chance to finish saying hello.
“What’s up, Lex?” she asked as if she knew something was wrong.
“Nothing, girl. I just called to—”
“Bullshit, Lex! Spit it out,” Brooke demanded.
“My goodness! Is it that obvious?” I asked, twirling the telephone cord in my hand. As soon as I did that I felt restricted. “Hold on and let me get the cordless out of the bedroom,” I said before putting the corded wall phone down on the counter and running to the bedroom. I clicked the cordless phone on and released a breathy, “Okay, I’m back.”
“All right now, Lex. What’s up? Whenever you start running off at the mouth before I can get a decent chance to finish my greeting means you’re anxious. When you’re anxious it’s usually because there’s something bothering you. Now go lie down on your couch and tell me all about it,” Brooke teased.
I laughed at her silliness. As my lifelong best friend, Brooke could always sense when something was up. She was my self-proclaimed free therapist and I was hers. Together, we’ve saved one another loads of money by simply being there for each other. I had to admit, no therapist in the world could deliver the cold-hard truth the way Brooke could.
“Just those reservations again,” I admitted as I stretched out on my cream leather sofa and began twirling my hair since I no longer had the telephone cord.
“Aw, man. Here we go again. Do you love him, Lex?” Brooke asked, beginning her usual line of questioning.
“Love the damn man to pieces,” I responded.
“Has he given you any reason to believe that you would be making a huge, insurmountable, irreversible mistake if you took him as your lawfully wedded husband?”
“Of course not, fool. You know my problem. Actually, besides my little insecurities about the fact that he has a son out there somewhere, things have never been better. It seems like the closer we come to getting married, the more I love him. But I just can’t help but think that one day soon, Shelly will come along holding that baby over his head and I’ll lose everything we’ve built for the sake of the baby. It’s not that I don’t want him to be a father to his child—I would never stand in the way of that—I just don’t know how to handle the fact that something outside of us, that I have no power over, can impact what we have. And no matter what you say, this will have some impact.”
“Lex, listen. You’ll have to cross that bridge when you get there. You are four weeks away from becoming Mrs. Alexia Mitchell-Turner and that’s what you need