“Had enough already?” Lucien teased as he tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear. He used to do this a lot for me when I was younger and much shorter. Back then he would bend down to my level and fix my hair…
“Can you stand?” Lucien asked as he pulled me onto my feet and supported my waist my wrapping his arms around them.
The sudden movement of being pulled to my feet brought me back to my senses and I realized that I was standing very close to Lucien that the lengths of our bodies were practically touching. I shook my head a little to clear my head of the image of the younger and seemingly kinder Lucien that I just saw.
Why am I thinking of that right now?
“You better not be thinking of another man when you’re with me…” Lucien’s warning rang out sharp and clear.
Despite his harsh tone, the hand he patted the top of my head with was gentle and loving. This is so confusing…
