Chapter Eleven
Derek could see how difficult this was for Lexi and prayed he hadn’t gone too far. Her face was pale, and her shoulders were stiff. But really, they’d been exclusive for almost two months now. They were mature adults, dating only each other, and there was nothing wrong with her having a few things at his place. And he sure as s**t knew she wouldn’t willingly bring anything over, so he’d taken it upon himself to make it happen.
He handed her the glass of chardonnay he’d just poured. “I know that isn’t everything,” he nudged his chin toward the basket, “so feel free to bring anything else you want.”
She downed nearly half the wine, and he held back a chuckle.
“This…um…this is too much.”
He stepped closer and clasped her chin. “It’s not. Don’t overthink it, Lex. You spend
