His Last Chance at Redemption

It wasn’t really a question and, worst of all, she knew he was right. Lexi glanced outside at the endless view of the night sky and felt oddly cornered. ‘I can’t just drop everything in my life to help you.’

‘Think of it as helping Ty. You might find that more palatable,’ he drawled.

Lexi made a derisive sound in the back of her throat and thought that if she wasn’t such a nice person—and the thought of touching him didn’t scare her so much—she’d smack him. ‘Oh, you’re good.’

‘Thank you.’

‘It wasn’t a compliment.’

‘I know.’