For the past two nights, Ashley had only dreamed of returning to her usual routine. Snuggling in Lucian's arms had felt like exactly that — a dream. But now she was here, and she was enjoying every bit of it.
Lucian's smile hadn't left his face, content to let her get as comfortable as she pleased. She had fully claimed him — arms wrapped around his torso, one leg hooked over his.
"Hehehe…" she giggled, tilting her head up at him.
Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes still red from crying, but the joy in them was unmistakable.
"Lucian," she said, shifting up slightly. "So — you like me?"
He nodded.
"Does that mean I'm your favorite?"
He nodded again.
"Goodness." She laughed and covered her mouth with her hand. "So it's like… love at first sight?"
Her smile faltered for a second as her brows pulled together. "Wait. How is it love at first sight if we only met days after the wedding?"
The claim and the timeline didn't add up.
"I'd seen you before," he said simply. "I know you."
