For the second time that day, Lexie found herself in the arms of the same man that had driven her nits to the extent she had once again, left her little apartment to seek solace in the club. She probably hadn’t expected him to be there, but there was no denying that she had wished he was.
The moment she had stepped foot in the room which wasn’t quite packed like it was the previous night, she had felt him. Seen him. And it appears it had been the same for him because the man had wasted no time walking_no running over to where she was, and grabbing her by the arm until they were in a hallway, before he had pinned her to the wall, wrapping one hand around her waist, while the other was plastered on the wall.
She may not have been very tall, but she wasn’t small either. But for some reason,
