“Can we not?” she asked quietly.
Seeing him was enough self-induced pain.
He looked up from his wine and into her wide-eyed expression. “Of course. There is something I wanted to talk to you about.”
She watched him divert his eyes from her face, and she looked at him suspiciously. She wasn’t sure what this was about, but by the look on his face she was pretty sure she didn’t want to know.
“What about?” she asked cautiously.
“I…”
“Oh my God, Ramsey Bridges,” a girl squealed, rushing up to their table completely uninvited.
Lexi looked the girl up and down and groaned in protest. She was gorgeous—tall but still rail thin with long flowing blonde hair and perfectly flawless skin. She could have been on a runway. Lexi tore her eyes from the girl and moved to Ramsey face. His cheeks flush
