Lexia.
“Okay! Let’s go then, I can’t wait to go out and eat some nice food!” Linking her hand with Lincoln’s, Lexia walked towards Caden’s with a happy spring in her step but then she paused as her eyes fell on a pair of leather boots displayed in a shop window.
“No!” All three men moaned.
“Aww come on, please! It is my birthday and I need a new pair of boots after the last pair got trashed, please?”
“Only because it’s your birthday and I can’t resist that smile,” Lincoln smiled, kissing Lexia on the cheek whilst Caden and Tate whined.
Both girls practically skipped into the shop and Lexia went straight to the boots she’d seen asking the shop assistant for her size. Lexia flopped onto the sofa in the shop and waited, watching Alice scan the shelves of shoes.
“How about these, Lex? They have a killer heel.” Alice held up a pair of leather boots with at least four-inch stiletto heels on them. She was about to answer when the shop assistant came out of the back room, a smile on her face.
“Here we are.”
“Thanks.” Lexia slipped off the heels she had on and realized how sore her feet were; it had been a while since she’d worn heels.
With both boots on, Lexia hopped up and walked around the shop, getting a feel for them. She walked past Lincoln who slapped her on the ass as she passed, making her squeal. Tate stood by the door outside making sure no one entered and Caden was looking bored, lost in his own world by the sofa although he’d not sat down.
“I still think these will be better,” Alice moaned, holding up the four-inch heel boots.
“I’m going for practical, Alice,” Lexia answered.
“You’re even more practical than normal! It’s boring.”
The shop assistant wandered back into the store room leaving them alone. “I’ll show you why I need practical, Alice,” Lexia whispered and then glanced at Caden.
Smiling, she spun around on one leg, tucking her other leg close to her chest and then releasing it with just enough force to knock Caden off balance. He never saw her foot coming, his eyes widened as he fell backwards into the sofa with a thud.
Lincoln and Lexia burst into laughter. “Need to work on keeping your guard up there, Doc!” Lexia teased, holding out her hand to pull him back up.
“Some bodyguard you are, hey Cade,” Lincoln laughed.
“And that, Alice, is why I need flat boots. Can’t be doing that and running for my life in four-inch heels, now can I?” Lexia laughed.
“Are you sure having them over your knees won’t interfere with flexibility?” Lincoln asked.
“No, it’s only over the front, see? If anything, it’ll be a bonus if I land on my knees on the road.”
“Good point – sold.” He handed over his credit card again, thinking his grandfather will go nuts when he sees all the money gone out of the account that are clearly not company expenses.
Lexia slipped off the boots and placed her feet back into her heels. “Happy, babe? Back to silly shoes that I can break my neck in,” Lexia said to Alice as she slipped her hand through her elbow. “Let’s go back to Caden’s and have a girly chat with ice cream?”
Chapter 7
Lincoln sat watching Lexia; she and Alice were on the small two-seater sofa, legs tangled together as they faced each other and talked. They had some girly chick flick on that neither of them were watching but he had a feeling if he changed the channel he’d get shouted at.
Tate had disappeared into another room, clearly bored by the girl conversation going on in the room. He wasn’t really listening to what they were saying but just watching Lexia as she laughed and talked with her best friend. Every now and then she’d throw her head back in laughter, her dark hair spilling over the sofa arm, enticing him to run his fingers through it. She still had on those ridiculously high heeled shoes she’d bought today; one hung off her toe and her foot jiggled up and down. He found his mind
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