LUCIAN
George’s arrival handed her the escape she was desperate for.
She stumbled over some half-formed excuse about checking on the boys and practically bolted from the room before I could even blink. The door hadn’t even finished closing before George was looking at me with that judgmental, silent stare of his.
“What did you do to her?”
I walked back to my seat with a smirk. “Why do you automatically assume I’m the one in the wrong?”
“Because it’s you,” he simply said, as if that explained everything.
I chose not to engage and changed the subject. “Where is Rajesh?”
“He wanted some time alone with Eli,” George replied. “I took them to the playroom. Theresa is inside as well.”
I nodded. “Let me know when they’re done.”
“Yes, sir.”
Immediately he shut the door behind him, I grab
