LUKE POV
I helped Lexi into her dress for clubbing tonight and it was beautiful. Hailae had sent over a gold number that wasn’t tight but was definitely sexy. The neckline was cowl and was held up by spaghetti straps. The fabric clung but not too much, hinting at the very sexy body underneath. It was short, barely mid-thigh, and suited Lexi. She was angry about the shoes, struggling in the heels that Hailae had sent over.
“I told her flats,” she grumbled. I didn’t mind. She looked amazing and, with the hairdo by the Nymphs, almost ethereal.
I had called a limo service to drive us around town tonight. I didn’t care to worry about parking, nor did I care to wait in endless lines and this was one of the easiest ways to appear VIP without an actual VIP invitation.
I helped Lexi into the
