Allison's POV
His handsome face was unreadable as always, but something in his eyes looked almost...concerned? No, that couldn't be right. Lucian Storm didn't concern himself with anyone's comfort but his own.
I tried to pull my arm from his grip, but he held firm, his fingers warm against my bare skin.
"You don't need to pretend to be in pain just to make me jealous," he said, his voice cold and dismissive. "This clumsy attempt at manipulation is beneath you."
A disbelieving laugh escaped my lips. "You honestly think I'm faking this? That I'm deliberately torturing my feet with blisters just to gain your attention? Your ego is truly astronomical."
"The timing is rather convenient," he remarked dryly. "Suddenly developing foot problems right where I'd encounter you. The ca
