He gave her a slow smile, like he was amused. “You really think a locked door can keep me out, Georgia?”
She rolled her eyes. “You broke in, didn’t you?”
“I let myself in,” he said smoothly.
“Same thing,” she muttered, walking further into the room. She wasn’t afraid, just annoyed and surprised. She wasn’t expecting him, especially not like this.
Lucian leaned forward. “Relax. I didn’t touch anything.”
“That’s not the point.”
“Then what is?”
She didn’t answer. Instead, she walked to the other side of the room and dropped her purse on the table, her mind racing with questions. But she kept her face cool.
Georgia kicked off her shoes and placed them neatly beside her nightstand. Her feet were sore, and she let out a soft sigh of relief.
She brushed her hand through her hair, then wa
