Blaire’s giggle joined in.“It was awesome!”
Lexie squeaked.It came out unexpectedly when her diaphragm squeezed.Blaire pointed at her in glee, and Cam let out another bark.Lexie slapped a hand over her mouth, but that didn’t stop it.Another laugh bubbled up, joyous and free.
After the week she’d had, it was unstoppable.It felt good to let go, to stand aside and view the audacity as it truly was.Once she started, she couldn’t stop.Cam and Blaire joined in, and soon others were staring at their table.
Lexie wiped her eyes and discovered Roxie standing over them.Her gaze was as sharp as her frown.“What’s so funny?”
Lexie pointed at her, her giggling making her finger shake.“You kissed Landers?”
Color stained Roxie’s cheeks.“It’s not like I’m into him or anything.”
“But for God’s sake, why kiss him?”Cam asked.
She shrugged.“I dunno.It was punch him or find another way to wipe that cocky look off his face.”
A high-pitched squeal escaped Blaire.“It worked!”
“Yeah.”Roxie hooked her thumbs in her belt loops.“It certainly did.”
“Shit.”Cam rubbed the back of his neck.“There’s no fixing this.”
Roxie gave him a saucy wink.“If he gives you any trouble, Hatchet, give me a call.I’ll flash my boobs at him.”
Cam gave another uncharacteristic roar of laughter, and Blaire collapsed onto the table.Lexie fought for breath as she looked up at her fearless twin and, simultaneously, they both doubled over in laughter.
Yeah, sometimes actions spoke a lot louder than words.
Chapter Thirteen
They didn’t stay at the bar long.Lexie felt better after things were patched up with Blaire, but she was still uncomfortable about the hush money Cam had agreed to give Roxie.It just wasn’t right.There were so many questions that still needed answers.She wanted to know the whole story as badly as her twin did.Apparently more.She knew it might hurt—would probably hurt—but she didn’t care.Not knowing was worse.
She glanced in the rearview mirror of her car as she pulled into a visitor’s spot in the underground garage at Cam’s place.He was already parked and striding over to help her carry her things.Blaire hadn’t lied.The bags she’d packed were good for at least a week’s stay.
“Let me get those for you,” he said when she popped the trunk.
Lexie opened the back door to get her laptop.She spotted the carryall she’d been carting around ever since she’d walked out of Underhill’s offices, but she left it where it was.She didn’t want to think about work.She closed the door without a second glance and headed to the elevator.
Besides, she could keep secrets too.
“Still mad at me?”Cam asked as he punched the call button.
“You need to talk to me before you make decisions that affect me.”
“Did you really want your life story playing out in theCobalt NewsorStar-Crossed?”
“I know it wouldn’t have reflected well on Underhill, but—”
“Underhill had nothing to do with it.”
Was he serious?UAI was the reason he was here.“Five thousand dollars says otherwise.Just which account do you plan to take that out of, Cam?”
The elevator opened and he walked inside.Turning, he leaned back against the wall.“My own.”
Lexie frowned, but he held out his hand.She stepped inside and took it.
He pulled her close and hit the button for the penthouse.“I want control over any sort of search we do.People with no ethics aren’t going to be allowed to poke around in your life or our relationship.”
“Is that what we have going on here?”she asked.“A relationship?”
