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?”

breath hitched. That had to be at least-what-twenty

you even

slightly. “Yeah. I can catch

stomach, but she gritted her teeth, squeezed her eyes

solid embrace, warm body heat, and the lingering scent

wave of giddy relief washing over her. “Mr.

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

“Yeah. I got you.”

looked up, enveloped by a

feel the firm pressure on her back, his palm radiating heat

beat. “Mr. Graves, what

here?”

flushed cheeks, the way a few stray strands of hair clung damply

eye sparkled-mischievous,

Lucien’s gaze darkened.

bobbed slightly,

behind his eyes. Something that

answer, voices drifted

hell

Had to check it out. Probably just some

Let’s just head back. Don’t get us any

their approaching footsteps, Kaia instinctively grabbed Lucien’s hand and bolted

“Mr. Graves, run!”

skirt swayed gracefully

followed her unhurriedly

back gate was deadbolted from

the surrounding wall. “Damn it. Mr. Graves, maybe you could

calmly bent down, patting his

bit her lip. “You…

was

the pursuing bodyguards spurred her into action. All thoughts of propriety vanished. She scrambled onto his

one hand on the wall’s edge and vaulted over

outside the villa, and once

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