Chapter Sixteen
Derek stared down at Lexi, his heart warming at the red in her eyes—a giveaway that she’d been crying.
When Rachel had called his office and told him Lexi wasn’t pregnant and was distraught, he’d dropped everything to come over. He’d stopped at his favorite florist—who’d been getting a lot of business from him lately—to buy some flowers to help cheer her up.
“Hi,” he said to Lexi, then faced Rachel. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome. Dinner is in the oven, when the timer goes off, take it out.” Rachel wrapped an arm around Lexi. “You’re in good hands. I’ll call you tomorrow.” Rachel picked up her bag and nodded at him before leaving, closing the door behind her.
Lexi still hadn’t said a word.
He placed the flowers on her table and approached her, clasping her hands in his, an
