Chapter 29

“Good. Anything else?” Lucian asked. The men collectively shook their heads, and Lucian stood, signaling that the meeting was finished. “Thank you,” he said.

“Sure, Lucian,” Chance said. “And happy fuckin’ birthday.”

“One can hope there will be fucking,” Ryuu muttered, smirking at Lucian and tossing a coy glance at Shea.

“I’m sure you’ve done enough to account for all of us,” Lucian said sweetly. He waited until Ryuu’s eyes dropped his, and Lucian touched Shea’s upper arm. “If you wouldn’t mind staying, I’d like some time with you,” he said to Shea, tone far kinder and sincere. “And don’t worry. Any fucking would be entirely at your discretion.”

“Uh…sure,” Shea said, far more guarded than Lucian liked and without a trace of returned humor. The muscles of Shea’s jaw and neck were stiff, but he walked a graceful half-step behind Lucian as Lucian escorted everyone else to the front door.