And Then Came You

Lexi:


They say you should dress for the job you want.

Apparently, ripped jeans and a rock t-shirt is the outfit of choice to land the role of a supermodel’s best friend.

No joke. It’s what I was wearing when my world intersected with Samuel Bernard; right before he grabbed my phone and berated my most recent excuse for a boyfriend.

In Samuel’s defense, the guy had it coming.

Now, I have a new buddy who also happens to be the world’s most famous—and infamous—male model.

But we’re just friends.

I will not fall for Samuel Bernard is my new mantra.

It’s not working.

Samuel:

Lexi is the first woman who has ever truly understood me, although she’s seemingly immune to my outer appeal.

It’s a two-way street. Lexi is adorable and wicked smart, but she’s not my type, even though she’s the first person I call when I’m down and the only person I care to see when I’m in town.

Then, there was that night when she read her steaming hot sex scenes. Now, she’s got a recurring role in my dreams.
But I don’t need another lover. I’ve got plenty of those.

The friend zone is the safe zone for Lexi and me. And that’s where we’ll stay.

If you repeat something enough times, you’ll believe it, right?