Her heart seemed to whisper that she would willingly give him anything he asked for at that moment.
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The embarrassment she felt was practically radiating off her.
"My name is Fiona Elizabeth Lambert. But just call me Liz," she blurted out, her words coming out in a rush.
She glanced at Lucian, her eyes catching his subtle reaction—a barely contained twitch of his lips, a glint of amusement in his eyes.
He must have found her utterly amusing, caught in the act of unabashedly gawking at him. Liz's self-consciousness intensified, and she found herself biting down on her lower lip, a mix of chagrin and self-deprecation swirling within her.
She lowered her gaze, hoping the ground would swallow her up for her blatant display of admiration.
Her cheeks burned with an intensity that made her wish she could control her body's response to embarrassment.
