Head Over Heels: A Rock Star Fake Marriage (Southern Temptations Book 2) by Wynn Roxy

Author:Wynn, Roxy [Wynn, Roxy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-06-18T16:00:00+00:00

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I drove back to the house, trying to imagine a scenario where Alfie and I could have sex like consenting adults, without making a year of marriage awkward as fuck.

What if I forgot how to have sex after going so long without?

What if one of us developed feelings for the other and things got weird?

What if I fell for him and then had to watch him bring groupies back to the house?

So far, Alfie felt like the missing puzzle piece to our little family. He was sarcastic and super weird, but deep down, Alfie was a wonderful man. I saw it in every interaction he had with Bailey. No matter what happened between us, I hoped we could stay friends when we divorced.

The fact that I wanted to climb him like a tree had almost nothing to do with that assessment.

I pulled into the driveway behind Alfie’s motorcycle, feeling like a fourteen-year-old girl with a crush. Each time my brain slipped into La La Land, I fought tooth and nail to pull myself back into reality.

A part of me wondered if the best course of action would be to leave it alone. Keep the friendship going, and try to forget about how hot I was around him. How every time he touched or looked at me I melted inside.

The last thing I wanted was Bailey in a toxic environment where the two people he’s living with were at odds.

I opened the front door and kicked my shoes off, shaking my hair free of my bandana. I searched the living room for the boys, and when I didn’t find them there, I headed down the hallway leading to our side of the house.

“Bailey? Alfie?” I asked, peeking my head into Bailey’s room. The lights were on, and the damn NASA helmet lay on the ground, but there was no sign of them anywhere.

“Bean-sprout, where you at, kiddo?”

I crossed back the way I came, through the kitchen and looked out to the backyard. Bailey’s swing set stood still, but no sign of him or Alfie. Frowning, I didn’t know where else to look.

Alfie’s room was too boring for an almost five-year-old, and there’s no way he would take Bailey into the studio with him, was there?

I headed down the hallway to Alfie’s wing of the house, and when I reached the studio entrance, I noticed the door open.

Well, if he can do it while I’m showering…

Letting myself in, I heard faint voices and music playing. Inside was a soundproofed glass partition that separated the mixing board from the small music room. The only reason I heard them was because the inside door was ajar, giving me a perfect view of the two of them, playing guitar.

Bailey sat on a stool holding a child-sized version, while Alfie knelt in front of him helping him position his fingers on the neck.

“There you go,” Alfie said, helping Bailey hold the strings down. “You got it, Mate. Just like that. Now strum with your other hand.

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