embarrassment.
“Oh, I almost forgot!” Dom exclaimed as she went into her purse and pulled out an envelope with fancy writing on the front. “I wanted to invite you to my wedding. It’s in two weeks, and you and Sloan are welcome to come. I know its short notice, but we finally decided to stop worrying about everyone else and did what we wanted to do. So the ceremony and reception will be a bit smaller than we started out with. Only immediate family, and close friends.” Dom explained as she handed Lexi the invitation.
“Me? But you barely know me.” Lexi said looking down at the beautiful calligraphy.
“Oh don’t be crazy! Of course, you’re invited. I know we’re not super close or anything, but I like you. Besides, it’ll be a great way for you and Sloan to meet some people, and get your names out there. One thing is certain about high society people they are always looking to remodel and then redecorate their homes out of pure boredom. So with his skill at renovating, and your paintings to fill their walls, you both could make a killing! I’m not taking no for an answer.” Dom coerced Lexi.
“I wouldn’t expect anything less.” Lexi conceded, barely containing her laughter at the tenacious woman. “We’ll be there.”
~~~
“There is no way in hell I’m going to some high society wedding! I left that kind of life behind years ago, and I don’t plan on going back. I’d rather be water-boarded.” Sloan said adamantly, later that evening.
Lexi brought up the subject sitting in bed while she massaged the circulation back into his left arm, and the left side of his back and neck. He often lost sensation on his left side, from where he had been hit by shrapnel during combat in Afghanistan, especially after a long day of work. Massaging him often helped get the blood flowing again.
“But Sloan, it really is the perfect opportunity to get our names out there. Don’t you want your name to flourish? Besides, it’s not just you that you need to think about now. You now have a crew of men that would follow you to the ends of the earth, like Robin Hood’s merry men. They need to get paid too.” Lexi implored.
“God! I really can’t stand stuffy rich people. I was so glad to get away from that lifestyle.” Sloan continued stubbornly.
“Sloan, you have to come with me! I know that Aaron is going to be there and if you’re not, I’ll have to deal with him all night.” Lexi pleaded.
“Who? That dick you went on the double date with?” Sloan said with a scowl.
“One and the same,” Lexi said with a raised eyebrow, knowing she had him.
“Fuck! Fine. I’ll go. But I don’t have to like it.” Sloan pouted like a little boy.
“At least we’ll be together. We can make fun of all the stuffy rich people together.” Lexi held back her laughter as she brushed back his hair with a gentle finger and planted a soft kiss on his temple. “Come on. Let’s go to bed, grumpy.”
Chapter 5
Eye of the Tiger
Lexi tossed and turned in bed, her sleep restless and a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. She slowly opened her eyes, taking a moment to adjust to the semi-darkness. She flopped onto her back and stared up at the sheer canopy. A loud click made her glance at the foot of the bed quickly.
There at the end of the bed stood Eric. His arm was extended and in his hand he held a gun that glinted dangerously in the moonlight streaming from the window. Most of his large, stocky frame was in shadows, but she could see his face clearly. And his already sinister gray eyes, glowed with pure evil.
“If I can’t have you…no one can.” Eric’s voice rumbled darkly.
“NO!” Lexi screamed as she sat up rapidly, held out her hands protectively, and squeezed her eyes shut.
An ear deafening bang, rang through her ears and she screamed. She heard Sloan’s voice shouting her name from far away as if he was in a tunnel. And she felt hands on her
“Oh, I almost forgot!” Dom exclaimed as she went into her purse and pulled out an envelope with fancy writing on the front. “I wanted to invite you to my wedding. It’s in two weeks, and you and Sloan are welcome to come. I know its short notice, but we finally decided to stop worrying about everyone else and did what we wanted to do. So the ceremony and reception will be a bit smaller than we started out with. Only immediate family, and close friends.” Dom explained as she handed Lexi the invitation.
“Me? But you barely know me.” Lexi said looking down at the beautiful calligraphy.
“Oh don’t be crazy! Of course, you’re invited. I know we’re not super close or anything, but I like you. Besides, it’ll be a great way for you and Sloan to meet some people, and get your names out there. One thing is certain about high society people they are always looking to remodel and then redecorate their homes out of pure boredom. So with his skill at renovating, and your paintings to fill their walls, you both could make a killing! I’m not taking no for an answer.” Dom coerced Lexi.
“I wouldn’t expect anything less.” Lexi conceded, barely containing her laughter at the tenacious woman. “We’ll be there.”
~~~
“There is no way in hell I’m going to some high society wedding! I left that kind of life behind years ago, and I don’t plan on going back. I’d rather be water-boarded.” Sloan said adamantly, later that evening.
Lexi brought up the subject sitting in bed while she massaged the circulation back into his left arm, and the left side of his back and neck. He often lost sensation on his left side, from where he had been hit by shrapnel during combat in Afghanistan, especially after a long day of work. Massaging him often helped get the blood flowing again.
“But Sloan, it really is the perfect opportunity to get our names out there. Don’t you want your name to flourish? Besides, it’s not just you that you need to think about now. You now have a crew of men that would follow you to the ends of the earth, like Robin Hood’s merry men. They need to get paid too.” Lexi implored.
“God! I really can’t stand stuffy rich people. I was so glad to get away from that lifestyle.” Sloan continued stubbornly.
“Sloan, you have to come with me! I know that Aaron is going to be there and if you’re not, I’ll have to deal with him all night.” Lexi pleaded.
“Who? That dick you went on the double date with?” Sloan said with a scowl.
“One and the same,” Lexi said with a raised eyebrow, knowing she had him.
“Fuck! Fine. I’ll go. But I don’t have to like it.” Sloan pouted like a little boy.
“At least we’ll be together. We can make fun of all the stuffy rich people together.” Lexi held back her laughter as she brushed back his hair with a gentle finger and planted a soft kiss on his temple. “Come on. Let’s go to bed, grumpy.”
Chapter 5
Eye of the Tiger
Lexi tossed and turned in bed, her sleep restless and a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. She slowly opened her eyes, taking a moment to adjust to the semi-darkness. She flopped onto her back and stared up at the sheer canopy. A loud click made her glance at the foot of the bed quickly.
There at the end of the bed stood Eric. His arm was extended and in his hand he held a gun that glinted dangerously in the moonlight streaming from the window. Most of his large, stocky frame was in shadows, but she could see his face clearly. And his already sinister gray eyes, glowed with pure evil.
“If I can’t have you…no one can.” Eric’s voice rumbled darkly.
“NO!” Lexi screamed as she sat up rapidly, held out her hands protectively, and squeezed her eyes shut.
An ear deafening bang, rang through her ears and she screamed. She heard Sloan’s voice shouting her name from far away as if he was in a tunnel. And she felt hands on her
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