Avoiding Temptation (Avoiding #3)(29)

Yet, Bekah still hadn’t said anything. Lexi chanced a glance in her direction, and she wasn’t sure what she saw reflected back in Bekah’s baby-blue eyes. Was Bekah realizing that after everything, she was giving up Jack, and Lexi was still going to marry her brother? Was Bekah plotting a way to ruin it? Could she be that stupid? Lexi would never trust her to do anything less.

“Jack and I are getting a divorce,” Bekah said, straightening visibly as the words tumbled from her mouth.

The silence that had been there at Ramsey’s declaration was now nowhere to be seen. Everyone spoke at once, and Lexi couldn’t even differentiate who was speaking and where the shouting was coming from. Lexi smacked her hands over her ears and hunched slightly at the uproar.

Bekah’s announcement had shaken everyone to the core, and now, all the attention was on her—just like she liked it. Lexi glanced up at Ramsey, who looked furious. She figured it was because his sister had once again stolen his thunder.

After all, no one had even asked to see Lexi’s ring.

“Rebekah Caroline!” her father bellowed over everyone else. “Explain yourself!”

He looked beyond furious. His chest was puffed out, his eyebrows were drawn down as he surveyed his daughter, and his hand squeezed the glass of whiskey so hard that Lexi was sure he was going to break it, like in a movie.

“Daddy…” Bekah murmured.

“Do not daddy me, young lady,” he growled.

Bekah’s eyes narrowed. She didn’t look happy that everyone wasn’t already on board with this. They had only been married for two years. It was an insanely short period of time, considering her parents displeasure for each other. Not to mention, they had spent nearly a million dollars on a wedding that was now being broken so quickly afterward. Lexi couldn’t blame them for being pissed.

“He cheated on me with other women while we were married. I can’t continue to be with someone who cares so little for our marriage…and for me.”

In that moment, Lexi was glad that she had met with Jack, and she had already known this was coming because she was sure that she would have snorted with laughter at the comment any other time. As it was, she was already well aware of Bekah’s accusations.

“Do you have proof of this?” her father asked.

“Yes,” she said confidently.

Lexi wondered what that proof was. Had Bekah hired a private investigator? Was there video evidence or just pictures? No. Lexi was not part of this case. She was not going to be an attorney at the moment. She was just Lexi—hearing about the person she hated and the man she had loved splitting up. She could just be happy about it while everyone else freaked out.

Then, she looked at Bekah and took her in from head to toe. Maybe Jack hadn’t been lying. Bekah was too confident, and Lexi never trusted her when she got like that. Could Bekah be bluffing?

“At least the prenup will hold,” her father said, still clearly angry but deflating.

“Prenup?” Lexi immediately asked.

Jack hadn’t mentioned a prenup. Shit, shit, shit! This could be very bad. They could mean to bury him.

“Of course,” Bekah said as if it were a common practice. “I wanted to protect myself.”

Lexi knew she shouldn’t ask, but she had to know. “Did you include an infidelity clause?”

Bekah smiled that evil smile, the one Lexi had learned to associate with only Bekah’s worst ideas. “I said I needed to protect myself.”

Chapter 6

“I guess I don’t have that much stuff,” Lexi said.

“No, you really don’t. I didn’t realize you were such a minimalist,” Ramsey said with a smirk. “Then, I look in the closet.”

Lexi shrugged. “I had priorities in law school.”

“Like spending all of your nonexistent money on clothes?”

“Like raiding my best friend’s closet. Seriously, Chyna trashes things after she’s worn them once.”

“We might have to rearrange once we unpack everything,” Ramsey said with a shake of his head as he looked at the piles and piles of clothes.

“Yeah…like move your stuff to the guest bedroom,” she said with a giggle.

“Ha! Good luck with that.” Ramsey took a step forward into her personal space and forced her to look up at him.

Her breath caught, and she tried to keep the lustful thoughts at bay. They still had quite a bit of work to do. Not to mention, after moving all of her things into his apartment that had arrived from New York this morning, she needed a shower.

“Don’t make me use my womanly wiles on you.”

“Is that an option?” he asked, ducking his head and planting a kiss on her lips. His handed gripped the back of her T-shirt.

Stepping out of the embrace, she threw her hands up. “Ew, I’m seriously gross right now.”

“I think you’re beautiful.”

“Beautiful, and in need of a shower,” Lexi said, backing toward the bathroom.

“I could join you…” He trailed off as he backed her into the bathroom. His hands pawed at her shirt, which he quickly guided over her head to where it belonged…on the floor.

“I mean, if you insist,” Lexi murmured.

He slid her running shorts to the ground. “Oh, I insist,” he said, admiringly sliding his hands down her slight curves.