Not Broken: The Happily Ever After(65)

I shook my head. “Right. Well, you want to be helpful, watch him while I shower.”

I waited for Dorian to back out of the garage before I followed suit. Macy’d texted me while I was in the shower, asking if I wanted to come over to hang out again. Since I didn’t have any plans, Shawn and I were headed for a playdate. On the drive over, I called my parents. I didn’t know why I’d doubted their willingness to keep him. If they had it their way, I’d only have Shawn on the weekends. They loved being grandparents, so much so they even left an open babysitting offer to Macy, which she and Mitch took advantage of for weekly date night. I stayed on the phone, chatting with Mom until Dorian arrived at their house.

I was getting ready to call Malcolm back when I pulled into Macy’s driveway and saw his truck parked there. I sat back against my seat, staring at the black Land Rover. I held my hands up and noticed them shaking. He’d said he was okay with me taking the Plan B, but what if he was angry? I couldn’t undo it now. I’d messaged my gynecologist about getting a prescription for birth control to avoid any more slip ups should we—was I really thinking about having sex with him again?

Malcolm had just asked me out. He wasn’t angry. He couldn’t be angry. Shawn’s squealing from the backseat kicked me into action. I couldn’t sit out in my car all day, and I’d agreed to go out with him so avoiding him would not be an option.

“Hey, Lee,” Mitch greeted when he opened the door. He pulled me into a light hug. “And how are you today?” He asked Shawn as he ruffled his hair.

He was dressed in a light blue polo shirt and a pair of tan slacks. Just inside the foyer sat two sets of golf clubs.

“Hey, Mitch. I didn’t know you golfed.”

He looked back at the clubs. “Isn’t that the national pastime of all doctors?” He joked. “Your friend is kicking me out. One of my colleagues has been asking me to do a round with him and a few others, so I’m finally taking him up on it.”

He held his arms out for Shawn, who eagerly went to him. “Ready to fly?”

“Plane!” Shawn answered excitedly.

Mitch went running down the hall, holding Shawn, waving him from side to side so he could fly. As I got closer to the living room, I heard Malcolm’s voice as he talked to Macy. He was already standing, holding Shawn when I walked into the room. He was dressed in a similar fashion as Mitch, wearing a dark green and gray striped polo shirt and a pair of gray slacks. His dreads were pulled back. My face heated up as I remembered how good they looked hanging loose around his bare shoulders.

He walked over and slipped his free arm around my waist. His hand rested right at the top of my ass. I couldn’t stop myself from inhaling. A mix of sweet and spice, that blended together in a most unique and amazing way. If sexy had a scent, Malcolm would be it. How was it possible my entire body temperature went up at least ten degrees just by him standing close to me? And everything south of the border rushed to life at the memories of our night together.

“Hey, wasn’t expecting to see you here.” He leaned down and gave me a quick peck on the lips.

I looked over at Macy. This felt like some sort of set up on her part. Like she wanted to see how we acted around each other. “Macy asked me to come hang out for a little while.”

He looked at his sister and gave a clipped laugh. Shawn squirmed to get down. Malcolm released me so he could put him down. Shawn walked over to where London sat on her playmat with Mitch.

“Did you get to talk to your parents?”

I nodded. “Yeah, I was getting ready to call you when I pulled up here. We’re all set.”

“All set for what?” Macy asked.

I turned my attention to her. “You look terrible,” I blurted out.

My poor friend wore no makeup and actually looked green. Her hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail and she wore a pair of yoga pants and what looked to be one of Mitch’s shirts. On the table beside her was a bottle of ginger ale and a box of crackers.

“Gee, thanks. This kid is kicking my a...butt.”

“Yes, thanks for coming, Lee,” Mitch added. “I was going to cancel today, but she wouldn’t let me. Something about me being a helicopter husband.”

She stuck her tongue out at him. Mitch blew her a kiss in response before giving London a peck on the cheek.

“We should get going,” he said to Malcolm.

“Okay.” Mal turned and placed his hands on my waist, pulling me to him. My entire body tingled with awareness of him. “I’ll pick you up at six.”

I placed my hands on his muscular chest. God, he smelled good, and I had to stop myself from taking another big inhale to breathe in more of his scent. “Okay.”

He smiled then leaned down and gave me a quick kiss before saying his goodbyes. I watched as they left, admiring how nice his ass looked in those pants.

“Oh my god! You had sex with my brother!” Macy accused right after she heard the door close.

“What!” How in the hell could she possibly know that?

“Don’t deny it. You were eye fu...f-ing him the minute you walked in. Now I know why you were acting all nervous yesterday.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” I walked over to take a seat beside the kids on the floor. “And I was not acting nervous.”

“Please. Your beet red face tells me you know exactly what I’m talking about. Ewww, Lee, like I’m not sick enough already.” She reached over to grab a cracker. “I guess you two worked through whatever was going on...wait he wasn’t being all pissy about not getting laid, was he? Because I swear to god I’ll kick his ass morning sickness or not!”