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knotted together then rose as she tilted her head.
“Your camera? I figure since I was its knight in shining armor, I should ask after it. After all, I nearly died performing its rescue.”
She laughed, and Lex felt like he’d been lit up from the inside.
“Yeah, it’s good. You know, it was a tough ordeal. But with a little therapy and some new filters for medication, she’ll be all right.”
“Glad to hear it.” His fingers itched to touch her again, but he knew better even if she did welcome the touch, he needed to stay very far away from her. A girl like her would tear him up inside. He knew what he was. And once she found out the same, she’d run for the hills. He was better off staying away. “Next you’re going to tell me she has a name.”
Abbie grinned and took two steps toward him. Hell, if she came any closer, he’d forget about his damned don’t touch her rule.
“I call her the badass money maker.”
He laughed. “Are you serious?”
“Of course. I’ve taken all my best photos with her. I have another two cameras, but they don’t seem to do it the same way she does.”
He held up his hands. “Okay, okay. Fair enough. Bad ass money maker it is.” He rubbed his jaw. “My brother’s a photographer, and I don’t think he names his cameras. His other appendages yeah, but never his cameras.” The moment he’d let it slip abut Xander he wanted to bite his tongue off. He prayed she didn’t ask if she might have seen his work. Lex didn’t need her going all starry-eyed once she knew about the infamous half of the Chase brothers.
Abbie cocked her head. “You can’t mock her name. I like it. Besides, your name is Lex. Please tell me your parents had a sick sense of humor and your last name is Luther. That would be perfect.”
“A Superman lover, I see.” Well, wasn’t she full of surprises? “And Mum and Dad do not have a sense of humor, thank God. It’s Chase, actually. Alexi Chase.”
Abbie frowned “Is Chase a common surname?”
He inclined his head. “Common enough. I suppose it’s like the surname Smith. Why?”
She shook her head. “No reason.” She studied him carefully. “Anyway, I like it. Alexi sounds Russian.”
“My maternal grandmother is Russian. Grandfather was half Turkish and half British.” He cleared his throat and watched her carefully. She tucked one of her braids behind her ear and he longed to touch her. Who was he kidding? He couldn’t be casual with her, and he couldn’t let her get too close and see him for who he really was, so his only option was to stay away from her. He could try to be good.
“I think I prefer Alexi.”
“And is Abbie short for Abigail?”
She wrinkled her nose. “No. It’s Abena. Abena Nartey.”
He cocked his head. “Beautiful, like its owner.”
She ducked her head. “Uhm, thanks. I guess I should be grateful I wasn’t born on a less attractive sounding day.”
He furrowed his brow. “I don’t understand.”
“Like Sophie, I’m from Ghana. My name means born on Tuesday .”
“What a coincidence, Tuesday is my favorite day of the week.”
She laughed. “You’re almost as bad as Jasper now.”
“Oh, ouch. I like to think I bring my own flair.” He liked her. Enough to ignore the warning bells clanging in his skull. When she was relaxed, she was funny and sarcastic and kept him on his toes.
“Well, if it’s any consolation, I think you’re probably a better dancer.”
“Hell, yes. I can give you another demonstration anytime you like.”
Her gaze snapped to his, and a smile tugged at her lips. “I uhm, thought I already repaid my debt.”
“You did. This dance would just be because it’s fun.” Maybe he was pushing his luck. Maybe she’d scurry away again at a moment’s notice.
But she didn’t. He lost track of how long they stayed outside talking about nothing in particular. But he sure as hell didn’t plan on leaving before she did.
It wasn’t until Tamsin called her name from
“Your camera? I figure since I was its knight in shining armor, I should ask after it. After all, I nearly died performing its rescue.”
She laughed, and Lex felt like he’d been lit up from the inside.
“Yeah, it’s good. You know, it was a tough ordeal. But with a little therapy and some new filters for medication, she’ll be all right.”
“Glad to hear it.” His fingers itched to touch her again, but he knew better even if she did welcome the touch, he needed to stay very far away from her. A girl like her would tear him up inside. He knew what he was. And once she found out the same, she’d run for the hills. He was better off staying away. “Next you’re going to tell me she has a name.”
Abbie grinned and took two steps toward him. Hell, if she came any closer, he’d forget about his damned don’t touch her rule.
“I call her the badass money maker.”
He laughed. “Are you serious?”
“Of course. I’ve taken all my best photos with her. I have another two cameras, but they don’t seem to do it the same way she does.”
He held up his hands. “Okay, okay. Fair enough. Bad ass money maker it is.” He rubbed his jaw. “My brother’s a photographer, and I don’t think he names his cameras. His other appendages yeah, but never his cameras.” The moment he’d let it slip abut Xander he wanted to bite his tongue off. He prayed she didn’t ask if she might have seen his work. Lex didn’t need her going all starry-eyed once she knew about the infamous half of the Chase brothers.
Abbie cocked her head. “You can’t mock her name. I like it. Besides, your name is Lex. Please tell me your parents had a sick sense of humor and your last name is Luther. That would be perfect.”
“A Superman lover, I see.” Well, wasn’t she full of surprises? “And Mum and Dad do not have a sense of humor, thank God. It’s Chase, actually. Alexi Chase.”
Abbie frowned “Is Chase a common surname?”
He inclined his head. “Common enough. I suppose it’s like the surname Smith. Why?”
She shook her head. “No reason.” She studied him carefully. “Anyway, I like it. Alexi sounds Russian.”
“My maternal grandmother is Russian. Grandfather was half Turkish and half British.” He cleared his throat and watched her carefully. She tucked one of her braids behind her ear and he longed to touch her. Who was he kidding? He couldn’t be casual with her, and he couldn’t let her get too close and see him for who he really was, so his only option was to stay away from her. He could try to be good.
“I think I prefer Alexi.”
“And is Abbie short for Abigail?”
She wrinkled her nose. “No. It’s Abena. Abena Nartey.”
He cocked his head. “Beautiful, like its owner.”
She ducked her head. “Uhm, thanks. I guess I should be grateful I wasn’t born on a less attractive sounding day.”
He furrowed his brow. “I don’t understand.”
“Like Sophie, I’m from Ghana. My name means born on Tuesday .”
“What a coincidence, Tuesday is my favorite day of the week.”
She laughed. “You’re almost as bad as Jasper now.”
“Oh, ouch. I like to think I bring my own flair.” He liked her. Enough to ignore the warning bells clanging in his skull. When she was relaxed, she was funny and sarcastic and kept him on his toes.
“Well, if it’s any consolation, I think you’re probably a better dancer.”
“Hell, yes. I can give you another demonstration anytime you like.”
Her gaze snapped to his, and a smile tugged at her lips. “I uhm, thought I already repaid my debt.”
“You did. This dance would just be because it’s fun.” Maybe he was pushing his luck. Maybe she’d scurry away again at a moment’s notice.
But she didn’t. He lost track of how long they stayed outside talking about nothing in particular. But he sure as hell didn’t plan on leaving before she did.
It wasn’t until Tamsin called her name from
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