My lips cracked into a sly smile when I saw how Lincoln stared at me, purposely ignoring Florence and Ian who were standing by the door. He was eyeing me like he was already making love. When laying a gaze on my being appeared to be insufficient for him, he caressed my back which made my lips part in anticipation.
I took my attention off of him and faced the two as if Lincoln hadn't smeared my body. “Goodbye, you two.”
Florence smiled at me sweetly before giving Lincoln a dry expression. Ian, on the other hand, clasped his hand, as if he had something to say before they left.
“Well, as all we know, Father requires our presence tomorrow. And since it was breakfast, we were obliged to wake up early. When I say early, it means before seven, so...”
As if on cue, Lincoln and I scrunched our
