Allison's POV
"The crab looks delicious. Mind if I join you?"
That familiar voice sent a jolt through me.
I looked up to find Lucian Storm standing over our table, his imposing figure blocking the soft garden lights.
Great. Just great. Was he following me now?
"Yes, I mind," I pulled the plate back toward me defensively. "We're not accepting additional dinner guests."
But Lucian lived in his own reality. Without waiting for further permission, he slid into the empty seat beside me at our four-person table as if he'd been invited. "Then I'll humbly accept your reluctant hospitality."
I seriously contemplated dumping the entire crab platter over his perfectly styled hair.
"Don't even think about tipping that food onto my head," Lucian said calmly, methodically pulli
