Elena kept her gaze fixed ahead as the car wheeled into an open parking space and came to a stop.
Lucien turned the engine off. A heavy moment of silence settled between them before he spoke.
“We’re here.”
Elena nodded. She felt his gaze on her but refused to look back. She was still shaken by what had happened earlier—the abrupt way he had parked, telling her to stop biting her lip. It unnerved her how much she seemed to affect him.
Had he caught feelings after that night?
She doubted it.
“The bar’s up ahead,” he continued, pointing toward a building with a standing board: Roses and Diamonds Bar/Club. “I’ll be waiting in the car. If there’s any problem, call me.”
Elena nodded and reached for her seatbelt, fumbling with the latch. It felt stuck, though it was likely just her nerves
