Lexie tried not to panic as she watched the older Devereaux smile at her like what he was doing was totally normal.
On a normal day, she would have been ecstatic to meet this man. Who wouldn’t want to meet the father of the man they loved? Who? Definitely she..
But then, his stare was slightly menacing. And his smile didn’t reach his eyes, at all.
When Lexie didn’t say anything, he extended his hand to her for a handshake. “I guess I should introduce myself. I’m Gregory Devereaux, Varden’s father.” He said cockily.
Lexie eyed the hand in front of her skeptically, like it was going to bite her legs or something, wishing she was back in the room, and not here with his father, who made her feel inadequate.
Lexie tentatively, took his hand in her own smaller ones, and gave him a firm shak
