“On the bed, please,” I said. He obeyed, gave a polite nod, and left.
Lucian’s brow rose slightly. “You did some shopping?”
I didn’t look at him. “While you were busy with your girlfriend, I had to find something to keep me entertained.”
His face tensed, just a flicker of guilt or maybe regret. I wasn’t sure anymore.
“I should be the one buying you things,” he said quietly.
I held back a laugh. What would he have bought me? Perfume? Jewelry? Lingerie I’d never wear?
I doubted he’d be keen to fund the kind of purchases I just made.
Lucian returned a few minutes later, fully dressed in tailored slacks and a crisp shirt. Every inch the respectable heir. Every inch someone else’s.
“I need to take care of a few things at the office,” he said, grabbing his watch from the dresser. “I’ll b
