Getting the Axe - Nikki Mays Page 0,36

part of me that’s been dark since my childhood. “I’m good with that plan. I’ve got the GrubHub app.”

A laugh falls from my lips. Of course, he does.

Noah

T hese past few weeks with Elle have been nothing short of incredible. And I don’t just mean the sex, even though that’s even better than my fantasies. I wasn’t expecting Elle to be as wild as she really is. She surprised the shit out of me when, after one of my rehabilitation sessions; she walked out of her bedroom in a sexy nurse’s outfit so that she could nurse me back to health properly. I’ll honestly never look at a stethoscope the same way again. I just hope that I don’t pop wood every time I’m at the doctor’s office now. That could get awkward.

When I think back to how much time I wasted being an idiot, I really want to kick my own ass. She is everything that I’ve ever wanted and things that I didn’t even know that I needed.

I don’t think that I’ve smiled as much in the last ten years as I have in the last ten weeks. A fact that my mother makes sure to text me about at least once a day. The damn nuisance.

I don’t even mind the smirks on my brother’s faces when Elle and I finally went back to work and I made sure that everyone knew damn well to stay the fuck away from her. According to Mason, it would’ve been less overkill if I had just pissed a circle around her. But fuck it, there are way too many swinging dicks around to not make sure to get my point across. Plus, it would look bad knocking out one of my own employees.

I even eventually moved back into my place. Luckily, Elle spends more time at mine than she does at hers anymore. Truthfully, I want to try to get her to move in with me. I’m too old to pussyfoot around for months and months. I know what I want. I know what I’ve always wanted. And that’s her, with me, at all times.

I mean, she rarely goes back to her place anymore. Weekly just to get more clothes and check her mail. It’s actually fiscally irresponsible for her to be paying for an apartment that she doesn’t really use.

Hmmm, yeah, that sounds pretty good. I open up my notes app on my phone and add that in. Yeah, that sounds very reasonable.

The only slight dark cloud has been her getting these seemingly random phone calls. She never answers them and her mood is always a bit dark for a while afterward. I’ve asked what there about but she just tells me nothing, before giving me a small smile and a kiss to my cheek.

My brothers have noticed them as well. She gets these calls at completely random times. A few have happened while at work that has caused her to make me look like I’m all about sunshine and rainbows.

Do I think that she’s cheating on me? No, and I wouldn’t think so even if we were almost never apart. Do I think that she’s up to something “nefarious” as Ben put it? The three of us considered that for all of two seconds before laughing that one-off. She couldn’t do anything bad if she tried. She practically had a heart attack when she realized that she forgot to tip our delivery driver one day. She even made me stop there on the way home so that she could give him a tip. So, that’s a definite no to her becoming a secret criminal mastermind.

But still, I wish she would tell me what these calls are about. They’ve been coming more frequently, causing her unhappiness. I’m sure that we could easily come to some sort of a solution together, but she refuses.

I’ve even been concerned enough to talk to her brother about it. He didn’t seem overly worried and gave me some good incite as to why she won’t let me handle it for her. As Brad put it, they had to rely on themselves their entire lives. She’s not used to being able to ask someone else for help. It probably doesn’t even occur to her that I would be more than willing to help her with anything that she may need. He even told me that she’s rarely ever asked him for help. She just does everything herself because she always has.

As much as it causes acid