"Lennon I want you. I want you so fucking badly. You're the only thing that can fix my fucked up mind. Let me give you that pleasure I know you're craving. " His hand trailed up my thigh, grasping smoothly while his breathing slowed, the warm air blowing across my neck as he dipped his head for his lips to meet my jaw. "This is strictly business, I-I can't." I slightly nudged him away, shaking my head in disagreement. My legs were quivering, hands gripping my knees, lips parted and gasping for air, my eyes were flicking back and fourth between his pink puckered lips and his viridescent gaze. I couldn't be messing around with a client, it was strictly prohibited. "So if this wasn't business, you would?"

Lexi Grayson is a normal teenager, as normal as she can be with her unobserving skills and her overthinking mind. But she might need the overthinking if she wants to unravel the smirking mystery that is Blake Eaton.