Even more than she needed to breathe.
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Finally recovered, Alex placed a chaste kiss on her forehead and lifted up.
“Let’s get to bed,” he said grabbing her hand and helping Bianca to stand.
She nodded, gathering her clothes from the floor and followed him up the stairs. She was exhausted.
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Alex watched Bianca as she slept, her untamed dark curls fanned out on her pillow. Her breathing was even and steady and she looked content; sated. Alex sighed, wondering what he would do if his investor in Chicago didn’t come through for him. He believed in his business, a security company that dealt with private and charter planes, but he had a hard time selling anyone on his idea. It didn’t help that he was the only person able to provide the services at this time. He had approached a couple of his friends from the Air Force about joining him, but they were either reenlisting or had civilian jobs already waiting for them. Stifling a curse so as not to wake Bianca, Alex slipped from the bed, pulling on his jeans and padding downstairs. All he could think about was Bianca and the possibility that she was already pregnant. Without a job Alex’s Air Force pension wasn’t much to live on.
Fu*k!
He had to convince the investor in Chicago that his company was solid. Pacing the kitchen, Alex started a pot of coffee. The sun wasn’t yet up. The clock on the microwave let him know that it was only four-thirty. Sleep was hard to come by when he didn’t have a job and was worried about the future of your relationship. What would Bianca think of him if he couldn’t find a job? The Keurig began to shoot coffee into his mug and Alex snatched it from under the stream just before it stopped. Repressing the urge to shout an obscenity once more, Alex tore a handful of paper towels to mop up the mess he just made.
“First time using a Keurig?” Bianca asked from the kitchen doorway with a smirk.
Alex’s head snapped around. His anxiety faded a bit at the sight of her. She had pulled on his t-shirt and was strolling towards him, her deep brown eyes alert for such an early hour.