…Lucas POV…
I am the last thread with Lexi and her goddamn stubbornness.
Yes, perhaps I should not have broken through the door but what is more important is that I let slip the very thing that I was not planning on telling her. Well, at least not for now but she has this persistently ability to drive me up the f*****g wall when she refuses to listen to any reason. If I thought the older version of her was full of s**t, then this one is definitely completely out of control.
But now I have a very wide-eyed woman staring me down and holding in her hand is the back of a hair iron that is about to make contact with my face. Though before she can even think of throwing her best shot at me, I have my palm firmly wrapped around her wrists.
“Are you f*****g crazy?”
She only but bursts out in
