Page 35 of Obeying Mr Kingsley

“I can—”

“No.You’ve injured yourself.I do not want you pouring hot coffee on anyone.”

I don’t want her putting stress on her wound.

She scoffs.“Fine.”

“What happened?”Ezra asks.

Without hesitation, she answers him.“I was performing and slipped.”

Her cheeks warm again, and she shrugs, looking like the old Lexi I know.Why the hell didn’t she just tell me that?

Wait...what does she mean by perform?

“Performing?”I ask before I can stop myself.

Her eyes darken, and she nods.

Jesus.Is she into BDSM?

“Are you an actor?”Ezra asks.

Suddenly she goes a little coy.

My brows lift as my suspicion grows.I cross my arms.“I didn’t know you were an actress?”

“It’s actor, Mason.Just because I’m a woman doesn’t mean you need to say actress,” Lexi emphasizes, and my other brow joins the party.“But no, I’m not an actor I was...singing.”

Oh.My.God.

Ezra gets excited.He once had a small part on Broadway.“What do you sing?I love this.”

Her cheeks deepen, and I fight my smile because I know exactly what happened over the weekend.

“You were drunk, singing karaoke, weren’t you?”

Angry eyes shoot my way.

“I wasn’t drunk.I’d had three...and a half...drinks.Maybe five.I wasnotdrunk.Someone had forgotten to put tape on the wires, and I was doing a dance move.Long story short, I fell, and this hand” —Lexi holds it up— “Took all my weight.”

The room goes quiet.

Ezra tugs his bottom lip between his teeth to stop him from laughing.His dual Broadway dream with Lexi just died a quick death.

I lean back in my chair.“Well.”My laughter is forcing its way from my chest to my throat despite my efforts.“I’m sure your singing career will survive this small bump.”

Lexi twirls around and strides out with her middle finger in the air.

The good one.

I let my laughter out and enjoy every second of it.

“Doesn’t she buy your lunch?”Ezra laughs, walking inside my office further.“I’d be careful if I were you.”

Lexi will get over it.

After all, as she said,you are just another frog to me.