Alexa and the Badboy
“I’m not like that.”
“I’ve heard that too.”
“Dad,” Alexa said finally, touching my arm under the table. “Devon’s not one of those guys. I know that.”
"That's exactly what you said about your last boyfriend."
"Mark, " Mrs. Lennox sharply bit out, glaring in her husband's direction.
I felt Alexa go stiff beside me, and pressed closer to her, my fingers locking with her in comfort. The silence in the air was loud, and I could see the regret in Mr. Lennox's eyes.
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