“So, tell me a little bit about yourself. Where did you school? Where are you from?” Varden said, picking up the cup of iced tea, which he had almost finished drinking. He wasn’t a big fan, but at the moment, it was what he wanted. And if he were being honest, it tasted good.
They were currently sitting in an open restaurant in a resort he partly owned. Yes, the Devereaux conglomerate was everywhere. But Lexie didn’t need to know that.
“I thought we agreed to keep things a little bit mysterious when we met for the first time.” Lexie, who had hardly touched her food, said, picking up her own cup and pretending to sip from it. And he knew she was pretending because he didn’t hear her take that sip.
He knew she was trying to blow his question away, but he wasn’t having it.
“That was befor
