Lexi grinned at Clint's instant response about his hair, the grin turning to a laugh as Clint appeared holding the very thing she held in her own hand. "Well, look at you," she responded, letting him kiss her cheek, "thinking like me." Holding her own bottle up, she toasted to his final comment. Yes, let's never find her soul mate. She bloody well didn't trust the fates to get it right. So far, they weren't really doing a smash up job when it came to her life. She was content to just keep them out of it.
Clint might have just been settling, but Lexi had made herself at home the moment he'd shown her the place, as was her custom. One of the rooms had her name all over, including some clothes in the closet. Heaven forbid Clint every invite someone to live with them, they'd certainly be getting two for the price of one and Lexi wasn't inclined to share her space .. at least not with some piece of arse Clint had picked up. Thankfully, she wasn't expecting him to start shacking up with people.
Taking another drink of her rum, she took a moment to look Clint over. Everything was in perfect order, as per usual. "You did put on your sexy shoes, didn't you?" she smirked, amused. "So where are we gonna go tonight? Your choice ... so long as it doesn't involve naked woman. The closest I get to a naked woman is when I shower. It's about the only one I can stand, too."