Page 105 of Finding Lexie
Lexie nodded. Midas’s response just proved what a good man he was. He could’ve defended his actions that day, made it clear that it was Magnus’s insistence on his brother being seen by his doctor that had most likely resulted in his death. But he hadn’t.
“Come on. Enough work talk for both of us. I have plans.”
“What kind of plans?”
“You’ll see.”
“Gah. I’m dying of curiosity,” Lexie complained.
“All will be revealed soon,” Midas said mysteriously.
Lexie said goodbye to Natalie and the other employees who were there, then she and Midas headed out the door. As they walked toward the parking garage, Lexie almost stopped when she saw Theo out of the corner of her eye. He was sitting on a bench across the street from the entrance to Food For All.
“Ignore him,” Midas said mildly.
Lexie nodded. She’d planned to. Theo wasn’t doing anything threatening. He was just sitting there. But she couldn’t help the shiver as she walked with Midas to his car.
* * *
Lexie grinned as she watched Midas devour the shrimp taco he’d bought from a truck parked along the side of the road. She’d already eaten one and was about to dig into her second. Midas had said that the North Shore had the best food trucks, and nothing beat Giovanni’s. He was right as far as she was concerned.
He’d already promised they’d stop at the Dole Plantation so she could get a dole whip on the way back to his place, but first he had another surprise for her. They were at Waimea Bay, one of the most famous and popular surf spots on the North Shore. At the moment it wasn’t crowded, which Midas said was the only reason they were there. During competitions, even getting to the North Shore was almost impossible. Apparently, the traffic was horrendous, bumper to bumper on the two-lane road as people came to watch the athletes take on the huge waves.
Today, the sea was relatively calm and only a few diehard surfers were out in the bay. But that didn’t matter to Lexie. She was thrilled to be there.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a man approaching from their right.
Midas turned to her. “Baker didn’t promise he’d be here, but I hoped he’d be intrigued enough to meet you that he’d show.”
“Holy crap,” she breathed as she stared at the man coming toward them. He’d just come from the ocean and was wearing a wet suit that didn’t hide any of his muscles. He was exactly as Elodie had described. Tall. Black hair—liberally speckled with gray—that fell over his forehead, jade green eyes that seemed to be able to see right through her. Definitely a silver fox…one with an incredibly dangerous aura around him.
Midas stood and held out his hand as he nodded at the older man. “Baker. Good to see you.”
“Same,” Baker said, then turned toward her. “And you’re Lexie.”
“I am,” she said as she stood. She wiped her hand nervously on her shirt, then held it out. “It’s good to meet you. Elodie has nothing but good things to say about you.”
Baker took her hand and shook it, but didn’t let go right away. He just stared at her for a long moment.
“Baker,” Midas warned.
He grinned and let go of her hand. “Sorry. I’m just amazed at all that hair.”
Lexie blushed, glaring at Midas. “I told you I needed a hair tie.” Then she turned back to Baker. “We came up here straight from my work. Midas didn’t tell me where we were going, and if I knew we’d be coming this far in his convertible, I would’ve insisted he stop so I could find something to tie my hair back. It’s not usually this crazy.”
“Yes, it is,” Midas said with a laugh.
“Shut up,” Lexie hissed quietly.
“Oh, hey,” Baker said, turning to Midas. “I brought Elodie’s dish for you to bring back to her. That apple crumble she made was amazing. Want to run and grab it from my car?”
“You just want to talk to Lexie without me around, don’t you?” Midas asked.
Baker shrugged.
“Fine. But don’t be an asshole,” Midas said.
Baker unzipped a tiny pocket on his wet suit and pulled out a single key on a keyring and lobbed it to Midas. He caught it, then leaned over and kissed Lexie briefly before heading for the parking lot.
