Lexi’s POV
After embarrassingly pulling his finger out of my mouth, I walked away from him. Chris wrapped his finger in a Band-Aid and started working on preparing the pizzas. Once I organized my thoughts, I headed back to him and sat on the countertop again.
Chris decorated the pizzas like a master chef and the only thing I did was look at his pointy long fingers greedily. I had never noticed a man so intently before, but to be honest, it was hard to take my eyes off my mate. If he was not a crippled man, I believe I may have fallen for him or might have even had s*x with him.
Later, when he finished his masterpieces, Chris placed the two pizzas on the tray and pushed them into the hot oven. I opened my mouth as soon as he wiped his hands clean after clearing the messy counter.
