Burning with fury, Lexi glued her eyes to the view of the clouds whisking by swiftly instead of the infuriatingly handsome, sexy hunk who wouldn't even look at her as they rode his private jet to Atlantic City even though he'd forced her to take the seat opposite his.
He'd been focusing on his laptop, ignoring her ever since the flight begun and he claimed he was trying to woo her into exclusivity with him? The cheek of it!
She didn't know she'd huffed until she felt his gaze burning into her skull. “Is everything alright, Vanilla?”
Snapping her head to look at him, she etched on a grimace. “Everything is okay, thank you very much. And stop calling me that!”
“Jeez, why are you so hot and bothered?” A teasing smile was playing on his lips.
“I am not hot and bothered.” She shot at him
