10
DECEMBER EIGHT MONTHS EARLIER
“Slow down. Slow down. Slow down,” Lexi cried repeatedly as she tried to pry Ramsey’s hands off of her. “Chyna is going to know if we fooled around beforehand.”
“Yeah, probably,” he said, pushing her dress further up her legs.
“I can’t go all flustered.”
“Why not?” he asked, smiling devilishly as he captured her lips.
Lexi pulled back from his eager advances and shot him a dirty look. “This is an important occasion for Chyna. She isn’t going to want me to have just had s*x while she’s dealing with all this bullshit.”
“Are you still talking about Chyna?” He rubbed circles into her inner thighs.
“Ye…yes.”
“She’s hardly going to care.”
“You don’t know that. This is really important to her.”
“Really? We’re talking about Chyna, the girl who gets laid
