The way she ignored him was enough to drive him insane. He suspected that it had something to do with Beau but…had they been dating? Sleeping together? Was he just another pawn in some sort of game? No way, it couldn’t be like that…and yet paranoia hit him hard as he tried to remain as calm as possible during this interaction. Alexander stood there, replaying the other night in his head and wondering if it’d actually meant a single thing to the woman before him. A hand is carded through blonde locks, nervousness and a bit of uncomfortableness washes over him. He’d just been objectifying the hell out of her and she heard the entire thing. God, what a tool he was.
“This is Lex,” Beau finally interrupts Alexander’s thoughts and now the show needed to be put on. Alexander flashes a cheeky grin, hand coming up to give a small wave that seemed both nervous and uncaring somehow. “Alexander, Lex, Alex, whatever you want to call me, doll.” He knew in his heart that she might not like being called that but he did it anyway. If she was going to toy with him - then he could have a little bit of fun in return couldn’t he? A smirk plasters itself on his face - the same smirk that made her fall into bed with him that one fateful night. After all, any normal interaction with him would’ve gone just like this anyway and Beau wouldn’t be any the wiser.
Still, he needed some time alone with her if he was going to figure out what the hell was going on. “He’s an idiot but he’s pretty cool,” Beau counters, earning a glare from the blonde though it quickly turned into a bit of playful banter from his friend soon enough. “Funny, I was going to tell her the same thing. Weird how that works out.” A chuckle leaves his lips, earning a playful shove between the two males.
“Suck a dick, Lex.”
“But that would leave you without a job. Heard you’re quite good at it.”
“Eat my ass.”
“Not my thing.”
The two began to laugh between them, having forgotten for a brief second about the company in front of them. Still, it didn’t matter - eventually she would see this side of him and for now, it kept Beau occupied. ”Thank you, by the way Griff. I’m starting to hate the car too.” — “Oh, shit, I forgot I have a phone call I have to make.” A sigh leaves his lips. “It’s fine man, go make your call. I’ll keep the pretty lady busy, if she likes.” It was time to flash his most charming smile towards Griffon before Beau apologized to her and ran inside away from them. It’s then that Alexander finally properly turns to the woman and gives her a look of confusion.
“Wait, why the hell–how the hell — Are you and Beau like sleeping together? Because I don’t double dip or anything. Eskimo brothers aren’t a thing for me.” A pause in his speech before he shakes his head. “I didn’t mean like…” He pinched the bridge of his nose, now obvious that the whole thing made him more nervous than before. “Nevermind, but still - what’s going on here? Do I need to back off?”
It was like watching her brothers banter all over again. A warm fuzzy feeling started in her chest at such a familiar sight, and because that certain blonde standing in front of her already was catching onto the game she was playing with him. Which was play dumb.
Hell, she even laughed along with them under her breath, wiping the last bit of grease that had settled into the pads of her fingertips on her ripped shorts, taking her damned sweet time to focus her attention elsewhere while their mutual friend disappeared, leaving the two of them alone.
Once he was out of earshot, out of sight, and Lex shattered the little facade they both had been upkeeping, she couldn’t help but finally let out that chuckle that had been building up in her throat, threatening to blow the whole schtick wide open. Which was probably not the most appropriate response to have when someone asks if you were fucking their best friend.
“Can’t a girl have a friend who she bags on about their shitty car?” She joked, folding her arms over her chest as the playful edge to her demeanor finally changed. Serious Griffon Singer, the Queen of the hunters was back.
She stepped a bit closer, not too much mind you, she didn’t want this man starting to think she was flirting in this moment.
“I helped him with some car troubles when I came into town, decided to stick around to do more work on that piece of junk he calls a vehicle-- But I’m not interested in him Lex. I thought I made that clear the other night?”
There was that trouble making smirk back again on her lips. She was of course referencing to the little conversation she had with the blonde about if she was setting her iron sights on his friend, surely she wouldn’t have been alone with him. Making out. And eventually spending the night in his bed.
Unless of course he was jealous, in which case, oh she was quite tickled about that thought.
“I mean, if you want me to work on your motorcycle, I would be more than happy to oblige?”
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