Finding Lexie by Susan Stoker

Author:Susan Stoker [Stoker, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stoker Aces Production LLC

Three hours later, Midas still couldn’t keep his eyes from Lexie. They were walking hand-in-hand down Waikiki’s busy shopping street. They’d taken the path along the sand and beach itself on their way down, and now they were lazily walking back toward where he’d parked. They passed high-end store after high-end store, though Lexie didn’t seem inclined to shop.

He wouldn’t really have cared if she did, though that wasn’t really his thing, and it didn’t seem to be hers either. Not that he thought a woman who’d lived in some of the poorest places in the world would be addicted to shopping, but it was a relief nevertheless.

They’d talked nonstop all morning, yet Midas craved to know more about her. She was friendly to anyone they passed, smiling at everyone.

She’d even stopped to help a mother who was obviously at the end of her rope. She’d had a toddler in a stroller who was screaming, and her son, probably around six or seven years old, had a bloody nose that she was trying to get under control. Lexie entertained the baby while ordering Midas to run into a fast food restaurant nearby to get more napkins for the poor mother. By the time he got back, it seemed as if Lexie and the woman were best friends. He never would’ve guessed they’d just met each other.

The only place she wanted to stop at was ABC Stores, the knickknack shop full of kitschy, cheap Hawaiian souvenirs. She ended up buying a tie-dye shirt that said Honolulu on it, a pair of plastic flip-flops, a bag of Maui onion potato chips, a towel with an image of a sunset, a hula girl that was supposed to be put on a dashboard, some Chapstick, and a pen that had sea turtles all over it.

She grinned like a little kid when she exited the store, and Midas couldn’t help but be caught up in her good mood. “You know most of that crap is made in China, right?” he asked.

“Don’t care,” she said, her smile not dimming in the least. “Now hush, don’t ruin my Hawaii high.”

“Your Hawaii high?” Midas echoed with a chuckle.

“Yup.”

He took the bag from her and intertwined their fingers with his other hand. They walked on for a bit and when they neared his car, he asked, “You still want to come hang out at my place?”

She turned to look at him and immediately nodded. “Yes.”

Midas smiled. Why it had been so hard to ask that question, he didn’t know. Well…yes, he did. It was because he was afraid she’d change her mind. He wanted her undivided attention. While he loved how friendly and outgoing she was, he couldn’t help but be selfish and want all that unbridled positive energy aimed at him.

He got her settled into the passenger seat and went around to get in the driver’s side. Lexie was digging into the bag from the ABC Stores—and she pulled out the hula girl in triumph.

“No,” he said as sternly as he could.

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