She moves to walk away, but I can’t let that happen.
“Lexi.”
Reaching out, I gently touch her bicep, not expecting the sparks that ignite beneath my fingertips.
Lexi sucks in a breath and turns back to me.
Did she feel it too?
“If I tell you the reason I’m looking for Riley…”
“I’m protective of my family, Jake.”
My eyes flit to my busted headlight. “Noted.”
Lexi smirks, lifting my business card between two fingers. “I’ll call you.”
Propping the baseball bat back on her shoulder, she turns on her heel and struts across the street.
For the second time, she leaves me standing like a fool, captivated as I watch her walk away.
This time, she doesn’t look back.
“Fuck.”
I have a feeling she enjoys riling me up. If that’s the case… game fucking on.
Chuckling, I tear my gaze from the house and finally take a good look at my car. I should be pissed that she busted my headlight. I’m not. I am thankful she only damaged the headlight and not the body. This is an easy fix.
I admire a woman who stands her ground and takes no shit.
It’s sexy as hell.
Climbing back in my car, I take one last look at the house before I pull away with a smile on my face.
Lexi will call.
And if she doesn’t…
I’m not a man who’s afraid to play a game of chase.