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“girlfriend” like she’s forcing it out. I’m sure she doesn’t believe it will last long, me having a girlfriend. Either that or she’s already made the decision not to like Lexi.
“Fine. What time?”
We might as well get this over with. I hope Lexi can handle dealing with this woman.
“Ten. Don’t be late, and lose your nasty attitude before you get here. The person I want you to meet is very special to me.”
And obviously I am not. She hangs up the phone before I have a chance to reply. I find it so fucking annoying when someone does that. I can’t help but wonder who this guest of hers is going to be. Maybe her cranky ass finally met some idiot that is attracted to that kind of shitty attitude.
We have a couple hours before we have to be at Queen Bitch’s house to meet this surprise visitor of hers. Lexi doesn’t work until the evening shift and I don’t work on Mondays because the track is closed, so there’s no rush to get out of bed this morning.
I place my phone back on the night stand and clasp my hands together behind my head. I’m staring up at the ceiling, playing possible scenarios through my head of who this visitor is and how this day is going to go. None of them are good. I close my eyes thinking maybe I should try to go back to sleep.
Just as I start to drift off, I feel Lexi’s finger lightly tracing over one of the tattoos on my chest. I must have woken her up talking on the phone.
“Mm, good morning, beautiful. Sorry if I woke you.”
I look over at Lexi. She is lying on her side with her head propped up on her hand with a smile spread across her freckle-dusted cheeks.
“Good morning, yourself. You didn’t wake me. Why do you think you did?”
She continues to trace my tattoos and I squirm a little. It kind of tickles, but I don’t want her to stop so I don’t say anything. The black sheet is draped over her curves and the sun shining through the blinds causes an aura of light behind her, highlighting her auburn hair.
I take a deep breath and sigh.
“Aunt Sarah called. She wants us at her place at ten this morning. She wants to meet you and she has someone coming that she wants me to meet, but she didn’t tell me who it was.” I roll my eyes. “Don’t worry; we won’t be staying long if I can help it.” I lean over and kiss her forehead.
Lexi props herself up on her forearms and stares at me intently for a moment, studying my face.
“Why don’t you want to go?” She frowns.
I guess my eye roll gave it away.
“You don’t want to meet my aunt, Lex. She’s a bitter woman and she has a strong dislike for people like us.”
“What is that supposed to mean, ‘people like us’?” Her brows furrow.
I glance down between her arms at her beautiful breasts swaying there and lick my lips.
“Your tits are very distracting right now and I’m trying really hard to be serious here.” I smirk.
Lexi sits up quickly; crossing her legs underneath herself and pulling the sheet up to cover her chest, and then playfully slaps me on the arm.
“Coen.” She sighs.
Fuck, I love it when she says my name.
“Sorry.” I brush a strand of hair behind her ear and grin. “What I meant was,” I say as my grin fades, “she pretty much automatically dislikes anyone that has ink.”
“Coen, I got these tattoos for me, and no one else. And I’m sure you did the same with yours. I’m used to the sneers and dirty looks. And in case you haven’t noticed, I kinda . . . like you. A lot. So she isn’t going to scare me off, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“I kinda like you, too, Lex. I know you’re tough, but please remember not to take anything she says to heart. She talks down to everyone to make herself feel better.”
“Stop worrying, Coen. It will be fine.” She looks a little annoyed with me.
I kiss the top of her forehead and she smiles.
“Why don’t you go ahead and shower. I’ll go whip us up some breakfast and will get my shower after we
“Fine. What time?”
We might as well get this over with. I hope Lexi can handle dealing with this woman.
“Ten. Don’t be late, and lose your nasty attitude before you get here. The person I want you to meet is very special to me.”
And obviously I am not. She hangs up the phone before I have a chance to reply. I find it so fucking annoying when someone does that. I can’t help but wonder who this guest of hers is going to be. Maybe her cranky ass finally met some idiot that is attracted to that kind of shitty attitude.
We have a couple hours before we have to be at Queen Bitch’s house to meet this surprise visitor of hers. Lexi doesn’t work until the evening shift and I don’t work on Mondays because the track is closed, so there’s no rush to get out of bed this morning.
I place my phone back on the night stand and clasp my hands together behind my head. I’m staring up at the ceiling, playing possible scenarios through my head of who this visitor is and how this day is going to go. None of them are good. I close my eyes thinking maybe I should try to go back to sleep.
Just as I start to drift off, I feel Lexi’s finger lightly tracing over one of the tattoos on my chest. I must have woken her up talking on the phone.
“Mm, good morning, beautiful. Sorry if I woke you.”
I look over at Lexi. She is lying on her side with her head propped up on her hand with a smile spread across her freckle-dusted cheeks.
“Good morning, yourself. You didn’t wake me. Why do you think you did?”
She continues to trace my tattoos and I squirm a little. It kind of tickles, but I don’t want her to stop so I don’t say anything. The black sheet is draped over her curves and the sun shining through the blinds causes an aura of light behind her, highlighting her auburn hair.
I take a deep breath and sigh.
“Aunt Sarah called. She wants us at her place at ten this morning. She wants to meet you and she has someone coming that she wants me to meet, but she didn’t tell me who it was.” I roll my eyes. “Don’t worry; we won’t be staying long if I can help it.” I lean over and kiss her forehead.
Lexi props herself up on her forearms and stares at me intently for a moment, studying my face.
“Why don’t you want to go?” She frowns.
I guess my eye roll gave it away.
“You don’t want to meet my aunt, Lex. She’s a bitter woman and she has a strong dislike for people like us.”
“What is that supposed to mean, ‘people like us’?” Her brows furrow.
I glance down between her arms at her beautiful breasts swaying there and lick my lips.
“Your tits are very distracting right now and I’m trying really hard to be serious here.” I smirk.
Lexi sits up quickly; crossing her legs underneath herself and pulling the sheet up to cover her chest, and then playfully slaps me on the arm.
“Coen.” She sighs.
Fuck, I love it when she says my name.
“Sorry.” I brush a strand of hair behind her ear and grin. “What I meant was,” I say as my grin fades, “she pretty much automatically dislikes anyone that has ink.”
“Coen, I got these tattoos for me, and no one else. And I’m sure you did the same with yours. I’m used to the sneers and dirty looks. And in case you haven’t noticed, I kinda . . . like you. A lot. So she isn’t going to scare me off, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“I kinda like you, too, Lex. I know you’re tough, but please remember not to take anything she says to heart. She talks down to everyone to make herself feel better.”
“Stop worrying, Coen. It will be fine.” She looks a little annoyed with me.
I kiss the top of her forehead and she smiles.
“Why don’t you go ahead and shower. I’ll go whip us up some breakfast and will get my shower after we
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