Chloe thought back to the moment Lucas held her in his arms, surrounded by the cold and commanding aura he exuded.
Now, faced with Lucas' questioning, Chloe felt utterly mortified. After all, sneaking into his room in the middle of the night—regardless of her intentions to check if his fever had gone down—would inevitably come across as... suggestive. If word got out, or worse, if Lucas himself misunderstood, things would get even more awkward.
So why not just deny everything outright?
Feigning nonchalance, Chloe said, "Maybe it's just some hair that stuck to Brian. He was rolling around on your bed earlier, so... it must've transferred from him."
As she spoke, she pretended to be in a hurry. "Anyway, I have a jewelry auction to attend. I'm heading out!"
Without waiting for
