RHYSAND
I don’t know how long Lisa thought that could keep their farce up. Lucien had acted like he knew nothing when I brought up the fact that Lisa always left the house in the mornings, in a designated car, and she does’t come back until much later in the afternoon.
Now, knowing she was using a car told me she had someone’s permission. His permission to be precise. So, why he thought he could bullshit his way through answering me, I had no idea. But I decided to take matters into my own hands. And now, here we are.
I have to remind myself I’m supposed to be pissed at her because having her sitting on my laps like this is making me forget anything that has to do with that. Other ideas that involve much less clothing are coming to my mind.
But we’re not doing that. I have made it clea
