Nina stared at Lucas, her mind still reeling from his last sentence.
"None of them intrigue me the way you do."
The words hung in the quiet room, refusing to dissipate. She shook her head slightly, trying to gather her scattered thoughts. Her pulse hammered in her ears.
"How would you even know that?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Lucas didn't hesitate.
"The fact that I'm here is answer enough," he said calmly, his eyes never leaving hers.
Nina blinked, momentarily stunned.
That… was annoyingly difficult to argue with. She wanted to protest, to find some logical flaw in his reasoning, but the words wouldn't come.
Lucas shifted slightly on the couch, and his tone softened, becoming more thoughtful. The guardedness in his expression eased just a fraction.
"Ethan likes you."
Nina looked at him, caught off guard by the sudden shift in conversation.
