Aidan Lucas looked at her with a gaze so focused it bordered on deep affection.
"I, Aidan Lucas, have never liked anyone else, only you. I've always been this domineering and authoritarian, but that doesn't affect my affection for you. I do this only because I want to take you home and have my family accept you."
The man's low, magnetic voice carried a deep seduction.
He softened his tone, gazing at Lily's slightly moist, beautiful eyes, and gently coaxed, "So, for me, are you willing to go?"
In that instant, Lily's eyes reddened.
It was all too familiar...
The man who had just gotten out of bed, his elegance mixed with an unintentional lazy sexiness.
His narrow black pupils settled on her face.
The way he looked at her with such passion and focus, deliberately softening his voice to coax her with a low, hoarse sound.
It was almost the Aidan Lucas from her memories.
She had no time to think, feeling as though everything had returned to four years ago.
