A Wifey for the Bad Boy(131)

“So, I’m guessing I have to wait for dinner….lunch.” He looked at his watch. “What are we having anyway? It’s like four in the afternoon.”

“Who said anything about ‘we’? You are the invalid,” Alexis pointed out as she washed her hands.

“I am not eating unless you are,” Sean announced. Alexis looked up at him and sighed.

“I am not hungry,” she said.

“Well, I cannot eat alone. It’s weird,” he said. She wanted to roll her eyes.

“I’ll have a little food…just a little,” she said as she began squeezing lime juice into a bowl.

“I actually don’t mind if you take a few bites off my plate,” he said. She looked up at him and shook her head.

Sean had been trying to get her to have dinner with him since he was well enough to talk in complete sentences without groaning in pain. But Alexis had always told him that she needed to keep things professional. The real reason for her was actually the fact that the most important thing for her was to keep her distance from the man that she’d had a crush on for the longest time.

“What’s the big deal? It’s not like you have some patients crying for help in the next room or anything,” Sean said.

“It’s not professional…” she started saying before Sean reached across the counter and touched her hand.

“I’m not eating unless you are,” he said again with finality. She pulled her hand away and sighed.

“Fine.” She took a broiler pan from the overhead rack and set it down on the stove. “So are you just going to sit there staring at me or are you going to help?” she asked without looking at him.

“Just tell me what to do, Alexis,” Sean said with a smile.

What Alexis had in mind for their late lunch was glazed salmon, a quick fix that only took half an hour to prepare. It sounded complicated and fancy but it was actually a simple fix. It was just brushing the fish with a mixture of honey and lime juice and frying it in a broiler pan. She could not tell but Sean was impressed as he looked at her preparing the fish and a side of spiced carrots. Living the kind of life he had, he had spent lot of time with women who lived a life similar to the Kardashian lifestyle. He had never met a woman like Alexis.

“Where’d you learn to cook like this?” he asked when she finally sat down to eat with him. “This is amazing.”

“Well, my grandmother was a big believer of homemade meals.” She started as she took a bite of her carrots. “Takeout was not a thing in the Ballard household,” she added.

“Maybe that’s a good thing,” he said. She raised an eyebrow at him.

“My grandma’s recipes made me go from a size eight to a size sixteen,” she said matter of factly. ‘I don’t see anything good thing in that.”

“You have a beautiful body, Alexis,” Sean started making Alexis’ cheeks flush a bright crimson. “I personally have a thing for curvy women.”

Alexis smiled even though she didn’t really mean to. All she was trying to do was hide the fact that she was blushing. She stood up and began clearing the dishes.

“This was great,” Sean said as she busied herself as much as she could avoiding his line of sight as much as she could. “We should do this more often.”

She looked at him over her shoulder and shrugged.

“I don’t think that would be a very good idea Sean.” She had her back to him as he put the dirty dishes in the washer and what she didn’t know was that he was eyeing her perfectly rounded ass. “You can take your pills now,” she said when she turned around and placed the pill crusher in front of him and then handed him a bottle of water from the fridge.

Sean was looking at her as he downed the pills making her feel increasingly uncomfortable.

“Do you need help getting back upstairs?” she asked and he nodded even though he really didn’t. She walked up to where he was and slipped an arm around his waist. He balanced his weight on his cane as they slowly made their way out of the kitchen. She could feel tingles running down her spine as they made their way up the stairs. She had this feeling every time he touched her. She was not very sure whether it was the fact that it had been a while since she’d had any kind of male contact or simply that Tasha could have been right but his touch was making her go wild. His scent was all around her and she was trying hard to keep her breathing slow and relaxed.

“Careful,” she said in a low voice as she helped him into bed. She was about to leave when Sean held her hand. She turned around and looked at him. “What’s wrong?” she asked and Sean s shook his head.