Lexi's POV.
'Hey, you alright' Aria asks as I near her and I force a smile.
'Yeah, I'm fine.'
I'm not fine.
I force myself to forget about Rixon and enjoy the barbeque, but it doesn't last long. He soon appears from the house and heads over to Jayce and Myra, helping them cook the meat.
Every now and then, I feel his gaze on me, and whenever I look at him, I find his eyes already on me. If he isn't careful, someone will realize that something is going on, I give him a look that hopefully translates to be more subtle, but he just winks in response.
Prick.
'So, what do you know about Rixon' I ask casually, hoping that Aria doesn't question my interest. She glances over at the boys and shrugs.
'Not much, really. He and Jayce have been friends a long time, he keeps to himself mostly, I know pack gatherings aren't really his thing being a rogue and all,' she explains, I feign disinterest and put some food on my plate.
'Oh, he's a rogue' I reply, feeling like a bitch for hiding this from one of my friends. Here I am, pretending to have never met him, when two minutes ago he was inside of me.
'Yeah, Myra says he left his pack when he was 18. He didn't fancy pack life,' Aria tells me and I narrow my eyes.
Yeah, I bet he didn't 'fancy' it after they kicked him out for killing one of their own.
I watch as Rixon readjusts his baseball cap again, wearing it backward. I realize that he's wearing it that way so the cap will hide his brand if it shows above his t—shirt. My stomach churns uneasily and I quickly change the subject with Aria, eager for a distraction.
The rest of the barbeque passes without incident, and I manage to slip out without talking to Rixon again. When I return home, I stop by the pack house, knowing Mum will want to see me.
'It's been a week and I haven't seen you at all! What on earth have you been doing' She demands as I roll my eyes and sit down at the kitchen island.
'Nothing I've just been busy, I'm here now alright'
'Better late than never I suppose, tell me all about the barbeque,' Mum says just as Dad walks in.
They sit opposite me, and I fill them in, leaving out everything to do with Rixon. If I tell them, they'll flip, and I need to figure out what I'm going to do first.
As I lay in bed that night, I consider rejecting him. But after the way he took control in the bathroom, I know it's no use. I'd never been able to go through with it, especially not if he touched me...kissed me...
No.
It's not an option.
So, what am I supposed to do
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