Wedding My Ex’s Uncle

Chapter 41

Chapter 41 Rescue

Just then, her phone rang.

She stared at the caller ID, the red-eyed bunny avatar. A little jolt went through her.

Why is he calling?

“Hello, Mr. Graves…”

“Yeah. I’m at your gate. Which room is yours?”

Kaia faltered.

“Mr. Graves, you know already?”.

“Mm-hmm.” Lucien confirmed, ever succinct. “Alyssa filled me in. So, where’s your room?”

Kaia snapped out of her surprise. “Oh! Oh, right. Mr. Graves, you can get in through the back. My room faces the back gate, but-uh-there are usually two guards down there.”

She paused, then suddenly leaned toward the glass. “Oh! Wait –one of them just left! I think he went to the bathroom or something-”

Lucien chuckled, a low sound, “Easy. Hold tight. I’m coming to

rescue you.”

He put this odd little emphasis on “rescue,” like it was some kind of joke-or maybe a dare.

Rescue me? Please don’t tell me he expects a thank-you kiss or something insane like that.

Kaia tried to quash the absurd idea. She pressed herself against the curtains, eyes glued to the remaining guard below.

As if on cue, the guard, who’d been periodically glancing up at her window, suddenly broke into a run toward the main gate.

Kaia seized her chance, throwing open the window. And there he was, bathed in moonlight.

Lucien tilted his head back with a faint smile. He calmly opened his arms. “Dare to jump?”

to be at

you even

furrowed slightly. “Yeah.

twisted in Kaia’s stomach, but she gritted her teeth, squeezed her eyes

embrace, warm body heat, and the

a wave of giddy relief washing

shadows under the moonlight, and for the briefest moment, she caught

“Yeah. I got you.”

enveloped by a searing

pressure on her back, his palm radiating heat even through the

beat. “Mr.

here?”

a few stray strands of hair clung damply to

eye sparkled-mischievous,

Lucien’s gaze darkened.

Adam’s apple bobbed

behind his eyes.

voices drifted closer

the hell did

banging on the main gate. Had to check it out. Probably just some

just head back. Don’t get us

approaching footsteps, Kaia instinctively grabbed Lucien’s

“Mr. Graves, run!”

swayed gracefully with the gentle

unhurriedly

was deadbolted from

surrounding wall. “Damn it. Mr.

down, patting his own

her lip.

he was

thoughts of propriety vanished. She scrambled onto his shoulder, using

hand on the wall’s edge and

villa, and once again, opened his arms to

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