Free The Diary of Lexi Ashford (Lexi Ashford: Part One) by Jessica Sorensen Page B

goes by as he intently studies me, looking baffled as fuck.
    “Are you always like this?” he finally asks, more curious than mystified.
    “Like what?” I bend down and unzip the pink bag in front of my feet.
    “Say whatever pops into your head, because I gotta say, it’s unnerving.”
    I rummage through the bag for a get-up that will erase Evan’s sexiness. “You get used to it. And if not …” I grin, grabbing the bin of glitter and some body lotion.
    “Then what?” he wonders as I stand back up.
    “Then just make sure you never hang out with me again when I’m drunk.” Grinning, I dangle the glitter and body lotion in his face. “Now, let’s dorkify you.”
    He shuffles back, putting his hands up in front of him. “No fuckin’ way.”
    “But you don’t even know what I’m gonna do.”
    “Anything that has to do with glitter and lotion is a no-go zone.”
    “But we’re in Vegas.” I step toward him, and he matches my move, stepping back. “It’s the one place where you can finally wear glitter and get away with it.”
    He gives me the death glare. “Who said I ever wanted to wear glitter?”
    “Oh, come on, almost every guy has thought about it at least once.”
    He stares at me blankly. “I can promise you I’ve never, ever thought about putting glitter on my body.”
    “Okay, well, then look at it as a chance to have my hands all over your body.” I give him my best come-hither look while trying not to laugh.
    I don’t really expect it to work. Even drunk, I’m not silly enough to believe I can entice a man into putting glitter on his body simply so he’ll get the reward of me touching him. So, when he steps forward and surrenders, I’m as shocked as I was the time I came home and found a rooster wearing the tiniest bowtie and top hat inside my bedroom. To this day, I still don’t know how he got in there.
    Evan sticks his arms to the side and turns his head to look away from me. “Just hurry up and do it before I change my mind.”
    “Aye, aye, captain.” I hurry up and rub coconut cream pie scented lotion on him, making sure to cover every single inch of his smooth, hard chest. Then I sprinkle glitter here and there, unnecessarily using my fingers to get it to stick to his skin.
    “I’m way too sober for this,” he mutters as I use my hands to wipe my glitter lotion concoction up and down his arms.
    “I have an awesome solution for that.” I skip back to the car, grab my cup, and present it to him like it’s the greatest present in the world. “Drink up and you should feel contently happy about your sparkly self in a half an hour.”
    “I’m not sure there’s enough tequila in the world to do that,” he says but slurps down the rest of my drink, anyway.
    “All right, we’re all checked in!” Carrie Lynn comes walking out of the elevator, holding up a set of keycards. “Evan, you get your own room, and Lexi, you’ll be sharing with Emersyn.” She glances around the carport. “Wait, where is Emersyn?”
    I take a cardkey from her. “She wandered off to talk to her boyfriend. I’m sure she’ll be back soon.” At least I hope so. I haven’t seen her for about twenty minutes, so either she’s gotten lost or has found somewhere she can privately finish verbally tongue fucking her boyfriend’s belly button.
    “Maybe I should go look for her. We’re on a pretty tight schedule.” Carrie Lynn smacks another keycard against her palm, staring at the exit of the carport. She mulls something over then looks back to us with her lips parted, about to say something. Then her jaw suddenly drops. “Oh, my God, Evan! Did you get into my glitter bin?” Steam practically comes out of her ears. “I can’t believe you did that.”
    “Cupid made us do it,” I sputter, not wanting to get Evan in trouble.
    She blasts me with a dirty look. “Cupid made you do it? Really, Lexi? You expect me to believe that?”
    “It’s true.” I shoot Evan a discreet roll-with-me nod