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Lexi's POV:

I walk into my apartment and hear laugher from inside. Mia and another individual come into my view and I smile, "hey."

"Hey, Lexi. This is Brandt. Brandt, this is Lexi." Mia makes the introduction and I shake the guy's hand.

"Nice to meet you."

Mia looks me up and down, her eyes lingering longer than usual. "I um- I already showed him around."

"What are your thoughts?" I ask the guy.

He nods, "I think I could make it work."

"Well, that's good to hear. It's kind of a steal for $1,450 a month." I shrug, really hoping this guy bails me out of living with my ex.

He nods, "yeah, I guess you're right on that. When could you guys move your stuff out?"

I glance at Mia, not sure of what her plans are. "I could have my stuff out in a week or so, I think. What about you?" Mia asks me.

"I could too." I shrug, though I don't know where I would put my stuff... or how Mia wants to go about splitting the things we bought together.

"Alright, sweet. Well if you guys are down..." Brandt shrugs.

I nod and Mia does too, and we strike an agreement. I'm free from living with my ex in one week. Just seven more days, I've got this.

Upon our agreement, Brandt leaves and Mia gets quiet for a while, leaving it to me to break the silence.

"How's your day been?" I ask her.

She shrugs, "nothing special."

"Mm, no plans for the evening?" I question.

She shakes her head no and turns away from me, walking over to the table and shuffling some things around. I plop myself onto the couch and track her with my eyes, trying o figure out why she is being so short with me.

"What's wrong?" I ask her.

Mia shakes her head, still giving no verbal answer.

I laugh a little, "Mia, I know you. What's the matter?"

She glances at me, "don't do that. You don't get to do that anymore."

My brows instantly furrow, confused as to why her voice turned hostile. "Pardon?"

"Stop, Lexi. Don't come in here and ask me what the hell is 'wrong' when you know what is wrong. Just because I let you go doesn't mean I don't still love you and have feelings for you. I smell her perfume all over you. I heard her kissing you on the phone today." Mia admits.

I swallow hard and look down at my hands, just letting her words sink in. I feel bad that her feelings are hurt, but not bad enough to change anything. Mia breaking up with me was the best thing she could've done, and I whole-heartedly believe that. I love Evan.

"Mia..." I sigh and stand up, walking over to her.

She looks at me and her eyes glisten with tears, "please don't, Lexi. It just makes it worse."

I bite my cheek and pull her into my arms anyway, hugging her. "I'm sorry."

She lets me hug her for a moment, but pushes me off. "Ugh. I can't- you smell just like her. I just- I need space." Mia says, walking out of the room.

I grab my t-shirt and sniff it, catching a small whiff of Evan's scent on me. I've gotten used to it, so I hardly even notice. But I guess it's a less-than-subtle scent to others. Evan's always smelled heavenly, which makes her that much hotter.

I send Evan a text to tell her the good news, leaving out the crying ex-girlfriend part for everyone's sake. We chat back and forth for a while, but she eventually stops replying to feed her kids and get everyone ready for bed.

In the meantime, I wait for Mia to come back out and face me.

When she finally does, she's much more put-together. "I um- I have some boxes folded in the bedroom. You can put all your stuff in those if you want."

I nod, "thank you." I pause and press with a question I don't have any business asking, "where are you going to move to?"

"Back home." She says.

My brows furrow, "really? I didn't see that one coming."

"And I didn't see my girlfriend falling in love with someone else, but life happens that way." Mia snarks, not even looking at me with that remark.

I say nothing for several seconds. "I-maybe I should just shower and go to sleep."

She doesn't say anything, letting me know she agrees with my idea. So I do exactly that. I shower and make my way back to the couch where I'll be sleeping for the night, and Mia goes back and forth between the bedroom, the kitchen, and the office area doing god knows what.

This goes on for about an hour without pause, and then she finally stops coming back from the bedroom.

Just as I start to doze off, my phone rings.

"Mm- yes?" I groan, my eyes only half open.

"I'm ready to negotiate terms." Evan's voice is low and sultry.

My eyes open up quickly, "you seriously want me to come over there?"

She sighs, "yes, and it isn't just a want. It's a need."

I laugh quietly, "surely not. It's late... what about the kids?" I ask her.

I hear her sigh once again, but this time more sexual. "Everyone is asleep except for me. I'm awake all by myself, isn't that a tragedy?"

"Sounds like one." I smirk to myself. "You said you're ready to talk terms, so start talking."

She giggles softly, "the terms are simple, baby. You come over here and fuck me... hard." As she says it I hear a distint whimper that peaks my interest.

"Sounds like you've got a head start." I tease her.

"I've got a few extra rounds in me tonight. Come over, please?"

I cannot tell her no. Knowing that she's- hell no. "I'm on my way."

I end the call and jump up, sliding into the pair of sweats I have laying beside the couch. As I make my break for the door, Mia nearly gives me a heart attack.

"Booty call?" She smirks. I just freeze, saying nothing. "Of course it is. Where else would you going at eleven at night?" She groans.

"Mia, it-"

"It's fine. Lexi. Have a good fuck." She says walking away.

I sigh hard and walk out the door, knowing there is nothing left to be said. The rest of my night belongs to Evan.

* * *

I arrive at her house and let myself in. It's dark and quiet, which I expected. I feel a tiny bit guilty for sneaking in knowing the kids are sleeping in their rooms, but the moment my eyes fall onto the blonde in her bedroom the guilt flies out the window.

She sits there on her bed, in nothing but a white tank, smirking. "I was getting impatient."

I quietly close the door, making sure to lock it too. "I was doing eighty on the way here."

She bites her lip, "yeah?"

I nod my head and approach the bed where she sits on her knees. "You didn't wear yourself out, now did you?" I whisper, pulling my fingers over her exposed thigh.

She grins and looks over my face slowly, hanging her eyes on my lips for a moment. Her hand moves up my neck and she traces my jaw with two fingers, then pulls them across my lips. "You tell me." She suggests.

I follow her lead and take her fingers into my mouth, closing my lips around them slowly. She bites her lip and pulls her hand away, "verdict?"

"tastes like you could use a little more." I tease.

She sighs and smiles slowly. She backs away from me and pulls the white tee over her head, leaving herself entirely exposed to me.

"Good god, Evan." I growl, taking in every last inch of her immaculate body.

She pouts her lip out, "I need you."

I swallow hard and my eyes crawl over her torso. "You're getting more than just what you need tonight."

My comment solicits a smirk, and I pull her body back to me and grab her back, pulling her chest to my mouth. I kiss down from her collar bones, leaving wet trails of kisses over her chest. I take her breast into my mouth and my tongue spins and swirls, coaxing a few soft moans from her pinned-shut lips. My tongue drags over her nipple, chest, and neck and finds it's way to her mouth.

She lays on her back, partially holding herself up with her arm, and I feel her tongue brush mine, taunting me. She touches our tongues again and I kiss her hard, biting her lip and ever-so-carefully sucking her tongue in the mix of things.

While I kiss her, my hand ventures up from her waist and gropes her breast, soliciting yet another quiet moan. I pull my lips off her neck and place them against her neck, not even caring if it leaves a mark. I create a gentle suction on her skin and she moans a little louder, but forces herself to quiet down by biting down on her lip. "Fuck, Lexi."

I smirk at her swearing and keep doing exactly that, and she pleads for more. "Please fuck me. Right now."

Her words alone make me drip.

I do as she requests, kissing down her body and between her legs. My fingers plunge into her first, and followed by an assist from my tongue she's panting and fighting moans just shortly after.

I look up at her over her rapidly-moving stomach and she licks her lips, "I want you."

I nod my head and strip myself down, but I get caught up between her legs yet again. She climaxes a second time and pulls me up to her lips, kissing me. "I love you." She whispers.

I grin and kiss her hard, "I love you too."

She slowly pushes me onto my back and straddles me. I feel her skin on mine and it excites me even further. Her lips finally move down my neck and chest, then down my stomach. She takes her turn pleasing me and I thouroughly enjoy every second of it. The moment I finish I grab her and pull her body up, forcing her to swing her leg over my face.

The instant I touch my tongue to her she lets out a moan louder than any of the others adn her body tenses up. "Ah- fuc- mm, I can't." She whines, seriously struggling to shut the hell up.

She tries hard, but fails. As my tongue finishes her off she moans loudly. She climbs off of me and we both can't help but laugh.

"Shh! You need a gag." I joke.

She gives me a look and I widen my eyes, "where is Evan and what have you done with her?" I joke again.

She pushes her hair around and kisses me slowly, "I just fucking changed these sheets."

I snicker quietly and smack my hand across her bare ass as hard as I can, "your fault, not mine. You insisted I come over."

She rolls her eyes, "I forget how good you fuck."

Evan's comment makes me laugh. "Guess I should probably step my game up if you're able to forget."

"Don't. Then you'll have me saying I love you while you fuck me...." she jokes, "oh wait, I just did."

I shake my head at her, "you're sleep deprived."

"Sleep deprived, but sexually satisfied. I'll take it." Evan grins.

I sit up and put my shirt back on, and Evan does the same. I lay there and just stare at her, messy hair, no make-up, and a plain t-shirt... yet she still stuns.

"I'll never get over how beautiful you are." I whisper, grabbing her hand.

She yawns and shakes her head, "and I'll never get tired of hearing you say that." She puts a delicate kiss on my lips before reaching across and flipping off the light. "G'night, baby."

* * *

"Mommy?" A small voice pulls me out of my sleep, and I realize just how compromising the position I'm in is.

My eyes open and I see Mason standing beside the bed, looking at Evan. "Hey, kiddo." I mutter, coaxing him to the opposite side of the bed.

I'm assuming Evan got up at some point last night and unlocked the door.

"Lexi? Why are you here? Mason asks, climbing into the bed with his superhero themed pj's on.

"I needed a place to sleep, so your mom let me stay here." I whisper, pushing his hair around. "What are you doing up so early?"

He shrugs and lays his head on my chest, "I always wake up this time. Mom said she would make me my favorite breakfast."

"I see. Well, you can go into the living room and put on some cartoons, and I'll wake your mom up and help her make your breakfast? Sound like a plan?" I question, loving how sweet and cuddly the boy is.

He nods quickly and jumps out of the bed, running out of the room and across the house.

Evan stirs at the thud of her son's footsteps leaving the room. She blinks slowly and looks across the sheets at me, "hey there."

"Hi..." I smile. "You've been summoned to make breakfast for Sir Mason." I joke with her.

She pouts and rolls over the sheets to me, "he saw you?"

I nod, "told him you let me crash here because I was in need."

She smirks and presses her lips to my jaw, "pretty sure I was the one in need."

I giggle and she kisses me a few more times before leaving the bed and making her way to the kitchen.

The day progresses and I've mainly been glued to my computer. Evan's been entertaining the kids and cleaning house simultaneously, so props to her.

I sigh hard as I close down my laptop just after noon and Mason looks up at me from the floor, where he is carefully assembling some sort of toy.

"Can you help?" He questions, struggling to make the pieces fit.

I nod and help the boy, and once that's done he's off to play by myself.

I seek out Evan, and I find her in the kitchen helping the girls out with their homework, as well as wiping down the counters.

I watch quietly, admiring her. Evan is sexy in general, really. She oozes sex appeal, but something about seeing her maternal instincts makes her even more attractive.

My eyes fall over her body, examining the curves that her jeans are hugging wonderfully.

She glances up at me from where she's leaned over the table, providing a math-related assist to Grace, and she smiles softly.

"How's it going in here?"

The girls look to me and give dramatic sighs. "Mom is helping us."

"Isn't it great having a mom who is a genius?" I tease.

Evan's eyes roll, "far from a genius."

I giggle and Evan walks over to me. I bite my lip subtly and look her up and down, my eyes fixating extra-hard on her accentuated waist. "You're really attractive, you know that?"

"Mm, I'm sure watching me tutor my kids and clean my kitchen is the sexiest thing you've ever seen." She groans, being sarcastic.

"Oddly enough, it is." I laugh.

She shakes her head, "I meant to ask you... what else did Mia say?"

I shrug, "just that she can have her stuff out in a week. Oh, and on my way out last night she made sure to wish me a 'good fuck,' so if it was satisfactory for you, you can thank Mia for her well wishes and moral support."

Evan scrunches her face, "is it bad that it both turns me on and makes me feel bad to know that you're mine while she still wants you?"

"Who said I'm yours?" I tease Evan.

"I did. Just now." Evan grins.

My lips slowly curl upward, "then no... it isn't a bad thing at all."

A.N.:

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