Varden dragged Lexie into his bedroom and shut the door, locking it. Even if his siblings knew when to respect privacy, he still didn’t want to risk them even so much as interrupting his conversation with Lexie.
“What happened. Tell me, Lexie.” He demanded, sitting her down on the cushioned bed stool, while he towered above her, keeping his distance.
The moment he had finally caught up with her, after he and his brother had entered the boutique, he had sensed something was wrong.
Lexie looked like she was contemplating on whether to tell him or not, and Varden hoped she did. Heck, he wanted her to lay her problems on him.
“I ran into my stepfather.” Lexie said weakly, stunning Varden for a full minute. He was beyond pissed, and shocked too.
“And what did he tell you? What did that bas
