Chapter 26: The Heat Between Us
Lucas P.O.V
My hand slid across the soft curve of Elle’s thigh, brushing lightly, deliberately, just to see how she would react.
She jolted, standing up so fast that her chair scraped against the floor.
“Are you okay?” I asked, my voice low, teasing, though my pulse thudded like a drum inside my chest.
“I’m fine, Lucas.”
I smirked. Liar. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing uneven. She was anything but fine.
“I want to leave,” she said quickly.
“You can leave. I’m not holding you…” I leaned back slightly, tilting my head as my gaze trailed over her, “…unless you want me to.”
Her step faltered. I caught her wrist and tugged her against me before she could escape. She stumbled, landing against my chest. That was when I realized it—she wasn’t wearing
