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 catch

eyebrow furrowed slightly. “Yeah.

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

body heat, and the lingering scent

up, breathless, a wave of giddy relief washing over her. “Mr.

the moonlight, and for the briefest moment, she caught the whisper of a

“Yeah. I got you.”

looked up, enveloped by a searing

pressure on her back, his palm radiating heat

heart skipped a beat. “Mr. Graves, what

here?”

way a few stray

sparkled-mischievous,

Lucien’s gaze darkened.

Adam’s apple bobbed slightly,

eyes. Something that

answer, voices drifted

hell did

gate. Had to

grumbled, “Whatever. Let’s just head

footsteps, Kaia instinctively grabbed Lucien’s hand and bolted for the back

“Mr. Graves, run!”

gracefully with the gentle

unhurriedly toward the

the back gate was deadbolted

surrounding wall. “Damn it. Mr. Graves, maybe

calmly bent down, patting his own shoulder.

bit her lip.

was still

propriety vanished. She scrambled onto his shoulder, using

and vaulted over with ease

outside the villa, and once

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