Rick's POV 

While nothing would have made me happier than blaming Asher for my current predicament, I was unable to spot the immediate connection. I looked at Alexis, who had switched places with me to sit at her desk. She was rewinding the footage to the beginning, her violet eyes laser-focused on the screen. 

Despite the seriousness of our situation, I found myself admiring the line of her long, lovely legs as she worked. I inhaled her vanilla cake scent ...