Huh?!
Lucian stiffened. Love? Why did that word sound cringe in his ears?
He opened his mouth, not understanding what was happening. What could have possessed Harper to kiss him? A kiss that he had always begged her for in the past but she repeatedly declined? Now, she was kissing him?
Weird.
He scoffed, hating Harper for being so manipulative. “Do I no longer have bad breath? Do my lips no longer hold more disease than a pig's asshole? You know that's what you always told me whenever I made advances to touch you,”
“I said that out of ignorance, babe. I'm sorry,” Harper shifted forward, but he pushed her off.
“And you think sorry can fix things?” Lucian frowned, brushing off the skin where her lips had touched. “I'm supposed to let sorry heal the wounds of your betrayal? Is that it?
