Chapter Four
Friday night, Derek was already seated at the bar in Bogart’s. Waiting for me, Lexi thought with a thrill of satisfaction. Had he worried she would back out on his second challenge?
Good. She slid onto the vacant stool next to him. “Lucky for you my plans got canceled for this evening.”
“Hello.” Derek rose slightly as she got comfortable, scanning her body, likely assessing her attire.
She wore a straight skirt, shorter than last time, decadent high heels, and a button-down silk blouse, laying the freakin’ poncho she bought over her lap.
The heat of his stare made her lower belly clench. God, she was crazy for doing this. But she wanted it, which was even crazier…
“Canceled?”
She lifted a brow, daring him to call her bluff. But, of course, she was bluffing. She’d had no
