Chapter 28 - Rough

Lucas froze in place, his brain scrambling to process the situation that had shifted so drastically. On one hand, the sweetness of Cinthya's brownies still lingered on his tongue; on the other, Evelyn was now sitting on his couch, staring at him with eyes that could melt steel.

"Lucas?" Evelyn's soft, teasing voice shattered his daze.

Lucas swallowed hard, trying to mask his rising desire with a neutral expression. "Evelyn... are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, your husband—"

Evelyn raised an eyebrow, her smile sharpening. "Lucas, darling. If I was worried about my husband, I wouldn't be here right now."

Her words hit Lucas like a wave of heat.

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