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result in them going so much further, Paige decided to come out.
     Sighing, she grabbed a thick pair of socks and boots to put on with her sweater and jeans before venturing out of her room. She needed coffee and a little fresh air. Just when she stepped out into the hallway her phone started buzzing in her pocket. She knew who it was before she even looked at the screen.
    “When I get back to Texas, I’m beating you beyond recognition. By the time I get done, you’re gonna look like you just stepped off an extreme makeover show.” Paige said without hesitation.
    “Well at least somebody wants to touch me.” Lena muttered from the other side of the phone.
    Paige continued to the kitchen. “What’re you talking about?”
    “The asshole.”
    “Uh...I thought we discussed this, Lena. You’re supposed to call him Archer or your husband but no mean names.”
    “The asshole deserves it.”
    “And exactly what did he do this time? Faint during one of Liam’s diaper changes...again?”
    Lena snorted. “He swears up and down that he was lightheaded from lack of food and needed to sit down.”
    Paige grinned as she finally reached the kitchen, ignoring Felix as he ate breakfast at the center island. “That’s because that’s the only way he can describe it and hold onto his balls.”
    “Yeah well, he’d have me to do that for him if he’d just cooperate.”
    Paige froze as she reached for a mug. “Okay, I think we just crossed a pivotal line in the sand on the boundaries of our friendship. Yet, I’m intrigued so I need you to explain that statement.”
    “Paige my marriage has all of a sudden become sex-less.”
    She took the phone away from her ear and stared down at it for a few seconds before bringing it back. “Come again?”
    “See? That’s the problem right now. Nobody’s coming...period.”
    “So you’re telling me, the man who managed to fuck you through the couch—with a broken leg and sprained wrist—has suddenly grown a steel chastity belt?” Felix sounded like he was about to choke on the omelet he was chewing but Paige just kept on talking.
    “That’s exactly what I’m telling you, just make that steel titanium and you see where my frustration is stemming from.”
    “But…but...but this is Archer we’re talking about. He-man, cro-magnon, Tarzan incarnate. The only time he ever gave you a rest from being over, under, or bent over in front of him was the six weeks you had to wait after my precious little merchants of evil were born.”
    From the corner of her eye she saw Felix toss up his hands while gagging as he threw the rest of his breakfast away. She had to fully turn away just to stop herself from laughing.
    “Yes, I know who he is,” Lena was saying. “Which is why I also wanna know where that Archer went.”
    “Maybe he’s having some...issues?” Paige said.
    “Nope. Not even that. Dude almost put a hole in my stomach this morning when I rolled over to face him in bed.”
    “And the line has been crossed....” Paige murmured.
    Lena sighed. “I can’t figure it out. Is it me? Has my charm somehow dimmed? Am I no longer the woman of his dreams?”
    “If you added just a little more drama to your tone I could actually believe that’s what you’re feeling.”
    “I know. I’m really working on my acting skills. Hey! Maybe a few tears and some sniffles will do it.”
    Paige chuckled. “Maybe. Why don’t you go try then call me back with the results?”
    “Oh don’t even try it. I wanna know how things have been going between you and Satan’s personal assistant.”
    “You guys have the cutest nicknames for each other.” Paige stated, dryly, turning around to finally look in Felix’s direction again. His dark eyes stalked her every move so she stood stock still—feeling like a hare when it knew a fox was close by, watching for the perfect moment to strike.
    His gaze ran over her in a slow assessment, one side of his mouth kicking up when his eyes stopped at the