“Give me a dose of good luck,” I whisper, my lips brushing against his. “I’ll need it. I heard my boss is a right tool.” Lex bursts out laughing, and I shut him up with a kiss, loving the way he instantly unbuckles my seatbelt to pull me closer. His hand wraps into my wig, and he groans when I pull away, every bit as reluctant as he is.
