BLAIR
My ploy to stay away from Lucian didn’t work, because of course, he was stalking me. Again.
“Blair, I think the new guy has a crush on you.”
One of our old friends said, smirking a little as she looked over my shoulder.
I refuse to turn and look at him, knowing it would just make him do this more.
“No, he doesn’t.” I keep my voice cool as I said that.
“You’re not like…together right?”
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LUCIANBlair’s body is rigid in my arms.She looks up at me, her eyes wide and there is something akin to fear lingering there.I’m probably scaring her. I should let her go and get out of this room.I came here so I wouldn’t do anything stupid, after seeing her almost take a drink. Again.I knew it wasn’t her fault. It is not everyday you wake up pregnant. And she is still young. It’ll take a little getting used to. I shouldn’t be overbearing.The queasiest place I could find was the library. Thanks to the
BLAIRI stare at Lucian like he has lost his mind, which I’m starting to believe so.He doesn’t budge, doesn’t smile. His face black as he stares right back at me.I open my mouth to speak, only to end up closing it again when no words make it out. I try again a few more times before giving up and settling for a loud huff.He has lost his mind.“You can leave, but best believe. I’m not coming.”I made myself more comfortable on the couch, letting him get the double meaning. I’m not going anywhere.This is my summer brea
BLAIRI didn’t stop. And now I have to pay the price of letting my body and not my mind lead the way and make life changing choices.It was stupid of me. Very stupid.While I didn’t have any memories from the first night we met, I couldn’t forget what happened in that library. No matter how I tried to forget it, it was always there. Very vivid. It was like replaying a video on a loop.I’ll never look at the library at the Carsons’ place the same ever again.I hate that it’ll have memories of him. And me. Tangled.How he’d pushed me against the wall. The feel of his hands moving
LUCIAN“You realize we can't stay here any longer, right?”Owen says what I’m thinking out loud. I don’t turn to him as I nod.“Good. So when do we leave?”He may have been having the time of his life. I could tell from the amount of women leaving his hotel room every morning. But he missed home and he wanted to go back.His natural instinct was calling toward home. Towards our duties back at the pack.I knew because I felt the same.Having to choose between staying and changing Blair’s mind. Wanting to be close to my b
BLAIRWhen dad said he was having important guests over for dinner two days later. I already knew who they were and what they wanted.And I was pissed! Damn livid with Lucian for going behind my back.I reached out to him, offered an olive branch and he pretended to take it. Only for him to go behind my back and do what he wanted.God. I hated him so much.I wanted to wrap my hands around his throat and fucking choke him. And watch as his eyes roll to the back of his head and…and…I don’t know.I
BLAIRI drove to the restaurant by myself. Mum and dad had to leave early because there was an emergency at the office, and she wanted to go with him.It made me feel like it was nothing. Nothing was going to happen at dinner and I was just the one making things up and being anxious for nothing.What confirmed nothing was actually going to happen was the fact that Eliane wasn’t going. She said she had work to do tonight and it is important.Eliane would never miss family dinner if it is important. And anything related to Lucian is definitely important.I stepped out of my car, handing the key to
LUCIAN“What did you tell him?”Blair speaks when the waiter leaves with our drinks order. Which is just water.I didn’t want to drink in her presence, knowing she couldn’t.I’m already getting on her nerves as it is. Even if I like it, knowing how much I get under her skin. How much of an effect I have on her.“What did I tell who?”I decided to play dumb. When I know fully well what she is talking about. 
BLAIRI don’t know what Lucian hoped to achieve with that dinner, but he didn’t change my mind and he never would.I have no idea how I gave him the impression of being someone that would leave my entire life behind. Just because he told me to.The rest of the dinner went by smoothly. We didn’t speak.I saw a glimpse of what it would be like if we ever got married. Quiet and awkward.At least it was better than being hot and bothered. Which was usually my default emotion near him.