Lexi felt the vibration of her phone against her thigh, and she let out a groan that she barely heard herself. Plucking her phone out of her tight jean pocket, she looked at the screen to find Tarzan flashing on it. Grimacing, she rejected the call and shoved her phone back into her pocket.
Some hours ago, Mark had called to inform her that he'd told Kris everything. Since then, her phone had been ringing, then vibrating nonstop. In the last three hours, he must've already called thirty times. Calls she hadn't answered, a series of texts she hadn't read, voicemails she'd refused to listen to.
The man had so much dreadful control over her emotions. Just a reading of his words, a listening of his voice, and she feared all her anger would thaw like snow under the sun.
And she couldn't affo
