Lucian didn't answer right away. He simply watched her deeply flushed face for a moment before slowly pushing himself up from the dirt. He stepped forward, seamlessly closing the distance between them.
He reached out, his thumb gently brushing against her warm cheek.
You know, Sera... I want you too, and Elira. But if either of you wasn't happy with all this... then I wouldn't have been able to choose just one."
He looked straight into her eyes while keeping his voice low.
That is why I have just been waiting for this moment.
Standing there in her lightweight pajamas, Sera was nervously rubbing the toe in her slippers. Her gaze had been cast downward, though the second those words registered, her head slowly lifted.
Lucian was staring back at her with those same intoxicating eyes, heavy-lidded and unreadable.
