Chapter Eleven
Sunlight winked between slanted blinds as Max attempted to ignore both the growing daylight and the sounds of children playing downstairs. Facing the day wasn’t always all it was cracked up to be, and even before he opened one eye and interrogated the clock, he remembered how empty he’d felt crawling into bed the night before. He wasn’t exactly sure how to describe how his date with Lexi had ended, but it certainly hadn’t gone as expected.
As soon as he’d walked in the door, Maggie had demanded to know every detail, but he’d told his sister he didn’t want to talk about it, not right then anyhow, and had made his way upstairs. Bronson and Gemma were still awake so he’d gotten to give them a goodnight hug and his trademark Uncle Max tickle in the armpit, but then he’d reclai
