Aurora hung up abruptly before Megan could finish speaking.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a fleeting trace of amusement in Lucas’ gaze.

Megan’s shocked outburst echoed in her mind, and for some reason, a hint of embarrassment crept in, especially when her gaze, entirely by accident, landed on his collarbone.

He was dangerously tempting.

Her ears burned.

She cleared her throat. “Do you need something?”

“It’s late. I saw you were still up.” Lucas’s lips curved slightly, the usual coolness in his features softening just a touch.

“Chatting with Megan?”

“Yeah, just small talk,” she replied vaguely.

Lucas’ gaze flicked to the faint redness on her ears, and suddenly, he spoke. “Shouldn’t Megan be calling you her cousin-in-law now?”

Aurora choked at the thought.

That did make things… a little complicated.

Lucas’ lips curved into a subtle smirk.

He leaned down, his fingers tilting her chin upward, his voice low and smooth.