Head jerking around the second she heard the door close - not as smooth or as cool as she usually was, but for some reason Ben had her on edge, like she wanted way more than she understood, like she needed but she had no idea the depth or breadth of it yet - Lexi took a second just to let her eyes wander over him. He wasn't perfect, no, and maybe not attractive in the traditional sense. But her breath still caught in her throat a little, she felt that warm tightness in her stomach, as she drank in the sight of bared chest, of very masculine shoulders, of the stubble that would scratch lightly against her face if they kissed, that would scratch elsewhere if they...
"I ordered food," she said, breaking her own train of thought, voice suddenly huskier than normal. She tilted her head towards the couch next to her. "Come on, take a load off."
Then that smile again, slower this time, promising other things if he was daring enough to risk it. "You look about ready to bolt. My bathroom that messy?"