Rafe's POV
Lucian came out of the room at the same time. His expression showed clear surprise at seeing Eira in my arms—so quiet at that.
Seeing us not fighting was unusual for everyone.
"What happened?" Lucian asked as he came to us, his eyes observing Eira.
"She finds me irresistible. So, I decided to be gracious and let her take advantage of me," I replied.
I could feel her frown at my words, but she was truly too tired to even counter me.
She opened her eyes to look at Lucian. "I'm just tired of arguing with him."
Lucian reached out his hand to caress her cheek gently. "I understand. It's truly tiring." Then he looked at me.
I smirked. "Yeah, you have first-hand experience."
"Take her to sit on the sofa instead of keeping her standing here," Lucian said, ignoring my provocation.
