One more reason for her to stay away from him. She wasn’t sure how well she would be able to resist him when he looked so damn good, and was looking at her like he could devour her whole.
“What am I doing here?” Lexi asked as she reached Chyna and latched onto her elbow.
“Because you want him,” she stated simply. She ordered a round of dirty martinis. The bartender almost instantly had the drinks before them. Chyna produced a twenty from her billfold and tossed it into the blue glass tip container. He winked at her. Lexi knew Chyna could have his number any minute now.
“Yeah, you’re right. That is what I want.”
“Did you say you wanted something?” Ramsey asked. He raised two fingers and nodded at the man behind the bar.
“Uh…yeah. Well, I already have my drink,” Lexi replied.
“Steven,”
