Page 47 of Big Daddy to Go

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Kane

During the first meeting of the morning, I’m once again distracted by Lexi. Waking up with her in my arms was absolute perfection. For the first time since college, I imagine what it would be like to wake up to the same woman every day.

“Why do you keep smiling like that?” Carl, the vice president, asks.

I shrug. “Just happy. Is that okay?” I chuckle.

“I’ve just never seen you smile so much. Who is she?” he asks knowingly.

“You don’t know her,” I tell him, not sure if I want him to know her either.

Carl is married but has been known to hit on every female who comes into his path. He has been warned by human resources twice, and we’ve already told him if someone files one more complaint, he’s fired.

I will not tolerate anyone being mistreated at my company. I have no problem walking away if no one else on the board of directors agrees with me.

After the meeting is over, Joel walks with me back to my office.

“I’ll work on drawing the minutes up before the next meeting,” he says. “I picked up the cake for Nancy; it’s in the break room.”

“Thanks, Joel. I’m going to email you a shopping list. Can you place the order with Gristedes and have it delivered to my place today?”

“No problem, Kane,” Joel says.

“Also, order a bottle of champagne for you and your boyfriend on me. You’re doing a great job.”

“Thank you, sir,” he smiles.

I pat him on the back and head into my office. I quickly type up the shopping list and email it to Joel. I glance at my phone and see a text from Lexi.

Can’t wait for tonight, her text reads.

Hope I don’t poison you with my cooking, I respond.

I don’t think there is anything you’re not good at.

There is… I’m bad at being patient. I wish I was inside you right now.

Now you’ve got me all wet.

That’s how I like it.

As if my concentration wasn’t already lost, now I really can’t think of anything but Lexi. I try to get back to doing work, but there is a niggling feeling inside of me. Why doesn’t Lexi want me to meet her mother? I know she says her mom meddles, but I think there’s more to it than that.

And it isn’t just Lexi’s mother that she doesn’t want me to meet. It’s also her co-workers and other friends. Aside from Melanie, I have never met anyone else in her life. I find that somewhat strange.

She usually insists on meeting me at my job or my penthouse instead of me coming to her. Lexi has met some of my co-workers and even a couple of my college buddies who were in town from Philly. But I barely know anyone in her life.

What is Lexi hiding from me? I’ve never thought about online stalking anyone before, but I’m curious to see what comes up in Google on her, so I type in “Lexi Smith NYC” and hit enter.

There aren’t a lot of items that match the correct spelling of Lexi’s name. I don’t see a Facebook page or any other type of social media account other than LinkedIn, which only offers information about her professional life.

I find it a little odd that someone Lexi’s age doesn’t use social media. Then again, she isn’t like most girls I know.

I scroll down until I come across a link that actually uses the correct spelling of Lexi. It’s one of those wedding websites that gives details about the couple and the bridal party. I guess she was a bridesmaid or something. I click the link, and I can’t believe my eyes.

The first thing I see is a photo of a straight-haired Lexi and…me? I stare harder at the photo. That’s not me. I scroll down to see “Jason Peckham & Lexi Smith” typed in an elegant, bold font. Below that is what I presume to be a wedding date that’s listed for last month.