Genevieve was stirred by the sound of the door opening and footsteps. She opened her eyes and was met by the sight of Lucian’s bare chest.
The events of the night before came flooding back to her and her face heated up to a level she had thought was unattainable.
She blinked again and Lucian cleared his throat.
“I brought you some tea…”
Now she was awake enough to register the teatray and the smell of freshly brewed tea. At least Lucian had put on some trousers. She wasn’t sure she would be able to cope with him serving her tea with no trousers on.
She was about to sit up in bed and remembered that she wasn’t wearing any clothes. Her wedding dress and the other layers were on the floor by the bed. Genevieve slowly sat up and made sure she was covered by the bedsheets.
If Lucian noti
