The Queen Returns And She’s Unforgiving

The Queen Returns—And She’s Unforgiving 62

The mass doped slightly under his wright.

was a scent that was impossible to ignor

Even with the space between them, she could still catch the faint, familiar scent of cedarwood–Lucas‘ scent–mixed with the warmth of his skin. It was a s

She trace. Lving on her side, her bosh, went rigiil sumoving Why hadn’t he lett? Why was he back?

Confnawirled in her mind. They were getting divorced, and sharing a bed at this point felt almost absurd.

But Lucas d’Leary a word. He did’t touch her. It wasn’t long before his breathing evened out as if he had already drifted off the Evelyn wasn’t even there.

Sawty her tense nerves began to settle. It made sense he was just keeping up appearances for Maria. That was the only reason he was here.

Lucas had always been cold and distant with her. Even when they had dept together it had been a day, not a desire. He had never really wanted her. That thought was enough for Evelyn to hnalle let sleep pull herunder.

The next morning, she was startled awake by the vibration of a phone next to her pillow Still half–asleep, she reached for it and Mindly swiped to answer. A woman’s voice, soft and teasing came through the speaker.

you

hitting her like

you there? Is some with you?” the woman

glance at the person beside

she could read, a warm, solid body pressed against her back, strong arms caging her

feel his presence, his sent, and

up for a while.

his legal spouse, yet she felt like some secret that

again his solid frame, his body beat

sat up, purting datance betweenthem Tlicall you

hung up and looked

“Sorry, I didn’t realize

He hood and walked toward the bathroom. Then due afavors, Grant. Don’t make that mistake again.” Evelyn pred her lips together. She got the message. He was worned Tiffany would understand or worse–he thought she

slightly No explanation would