~Elena~
I gasped.
My hands flew up on instinct, slamming over my t**s like they were the enemy, like my n*****s weren’t already hard enough to tell the whole f*****g world how I felt.
And Lucian?
He just stood there.
Staring.
Like he was memorizing everything.
“Close your eyes!” I shrieked, body twisting, legs locking, face burning. “Are you crazy?! What the f**k is wrong with you, Lucian?!”
He didn’t flinch.
Didn’t blink.
Didn’t even move.
He just kept staring like I was some kind of sacrificial offering laid bare in his temple, and all he had to do was decide what part of me he wanted to taste first.
“Don’t just stand there like that!” I cried, hands still cupped around my t**s like it made a difference now. “You just pulled my towel off like it was nothing!!”
Still nothing.
