Jaxton was watching her with her eyes on him, wishing he was her piece of hair, wrapped around her finger.

“Sir,” one of the art students was calling Jaxton for attention but Jaxton didn’t hear him.

“Mr. Hall,” the student tried a more formal approach but still no reaction from Jaxton. It was only when Lexi broke eye contact with Jaxton that he snapped his head towards the student.

“What?!” Jaxton exclaimed, irritated.

“I don’t really have a good view of anything,” the student complaint.

Jaxton got up from his chair and walked over to the student to get the student's point of view. Jaxton realized that he would have to give up his view of Lexi to enable the student for a better view, “come.”

The student got up and walked over to Jaxton’s chair and took a seat. Lexi was a tat disappointed at her new view as the art student was not easy on the eye. Jaxton walked from student to student hanging over their shoulders, inspecting their work, so it appeared but what he was really doing was studying Lexi from all angles.

“What are you even doing in art class?” Jaxton asked one of the students, looking at his sketch.

“He is just here to check out the models,” one art student chuckle.

“This is not a porn class, get the hell out,” Jaxton barked.

“I am an art major, sir,” the student protested.

“I am just messing with him,” the student that falsely accused him, chuckled.

“I don’t know who made you believe you have any artistic talent but take my advice, change your major,” Jaxton suggested before walking over to the next student.

Jaxton was left disappointed once again when he arrived at the next student's work.

Jaxton arrived at the student that was sitting on his chair, “you have the best spot, yet your work looks like a three-year-old’s.”

The student folded the page over and started again but Jaxton got so frustrated that he grabbed the student's sketchbook and pencil and started to sketch Lexi.

“Wow, you actually have talent,” the student remarked, amazed at Jaxton’s work.

Jaxton did not hear the student as he was to engorged in his sketch and Lexi.

When Jaxton was done with his sketch time was up.

“I hope you all have money on you, I think we need to book Lexi for another hour,” Jaxton suggested.

“Actually, I have class, but I can stop by tomorrow afternoon?” Lexi offered, reaching for her bra and shirt.

All the art students were in agreement. Jaxton strides over to her and hands her an envelope with money, “thank you for your time.”

“My pleasure,” Lexi smiled before grabbing her handbag and leaving.

“I want all of you to look up her social media accounts and create a mood-board, get to know her, get a feeling for her, dig deeper then what the exterior shows you,” Jaxton instructed.

“What?” Jaxton asked when he notice a student’s hand raised.

“What is her name again?” the student asked.

“Lexi Winters,” Aiden answered before Jaxton could.

The art students were not the only ones stalking Lexi’s social media accounts that afternoon. Jaxton was sitting on the balcony of his penthouse with a glass of scotch in one hand and his finger on the mouse pad of his laptop, browsing through Lexi’s social media photos.

“Only child; interesting,” Jaxton noted.

“Likes eating out,” Jaxton said out loud, noticing her check-ins.

‘Mmm, that is a nice photo,’ Jaxton thought as he absentmindedly clicked on the LIKE button, “crap, unlike.”

‘Shit, she is going to see the notification,’ Jaxton thought, slamming his laptop shut.

Jaxton gulped down his drink before taking his clothes off and diving into his pool. He swam to the edge where the glass railing was and rested with his chin on his arms, looking at the ocean.

The art students were not so shy to like Lexi’s social media photos and even send her friend requests that she happily accepted.

Lexi noticed the notification and then chuckled when she clicked on it and saw that the LIKE was no longer there. ‘He must be checking out my social media,’ she thought as she hopped onto his and scrolled through his photos. “Well-traveled,” Lexi stated.

“Who,” Milena asked, leaning over to see Lexi’s phone’s screen.

“No one you know,” Lexi said, slipping her phone away.

“Are you on a dating site?” Milena teased.

“No,” Lexi said, blushing as everyone in the class was now looking at her.

“I am not!” Lexi shouted at them.

Milena chuckles and shooked her head.

“Do always have to be so loud?” Lexi whispered.

“Yes,” Milena said out loud.

“Do you care to share your thoughts with the rest of the class, Milena?” the teacher put her in the spotlight.

“Sure, Lexi over here is looking for love,” Milena chuckled.

“I am not,” Lexi tried to deny it.

“You and me, tonight, dinner are on me,” one of the guys said, pointing at Lexi making her sink deeper into her chair.

“It is a date and you better be fancy; you can pick her up at eight,” Milena confirmed the date.

“Are you nuts?! I don’t have time for dating,” Lexi protested.

“You have to eat right?” Milena questioned.