Ethan's POV
"Don't you dare." I reached for her arm but stopped short of touching her.
Lucy turned back, her eyes dancing with amusement. "Scared to touch me?"
"More like scared you'll vanish into thin air." I dropped my hand. "You have this habit of disappearing right when conversations get interesting."
"Your conversations aren't as interesting as you think." She leaned back against the railing, the city lights creating a halo around her silhouette.
"Are you saying my sparkling wit and charm aren't enough to hold your attention?"
Lucy's laugh echoed across the rooftop garden. "Your 'sparkling wit' needs polishing. And your charm?" She waved her hand dismissively. "I've seen better performances from street mimes."
"Street mimes? Now, that's just cruel. But seriously, am I that bori
