LUCY’S POV
I stood in Kyle's bedroom, waiting for him. The clock ticked louder in my ears as each minute passed. The silky red lingerie clung to my skin, highlighting every curve I knew Kyle couldn’t resist—if only he were here to see it.
I had spent the entire evening imagining his reaction, the way his blue eyes would darken with desire when he walked through the door. But now, as the hours dragged on, the excitement I’d felt earlier turned into frustration.
Where was he?
I sat on the edge of his massive bed with my legs crossed and my fingers tapping impatiently against the silk sheets. My mind started racing, as it always did when it came to Kyle.
Then the suspicion crept in.
What if he’s with her?
Rose.
I clenched my fists at the thought. Kyle and Rose were mates after all. Ev
