LUCILLE'S POV
“Gosh, what was wrong with me!...” Well, I'd been muttering these words for quite a while now.
I didn't know what had come over me that I had succumbed to a drunk man's desire. I had given myself to him for the second that I feared there might actually be a third.
No… Lucille. You shouldn't let a third happen again. It was already awkward as it is. What would happen if there were a third?
I let out a sigh, shut my eyes briefly, and opened them to stare at Lachlan who was speaking to his men at the far end of my living room. My eyes scanned his back and moved toward his broad shoulders and arms. I gulped nothing down my throat at the sight of his muscles as memories of the past night flooded my head and I suddenly felt wet down there.
I crossed my right leg over the o
