Alina’s POVThe words landed somewhere deep, pulling a smile from me that I couldn’t hide.For a while, silence settled between us, not awkward, but warm. He kept feeding me in small bites, and I let him, watching the sunlight dance over his face.Then, when the tray was nearly empty, he leaned back, eyes glinting with that familiar mischief again.“So,” he murmured, voice low enough to make my pulse quicken, “should I take this as a sign you… enjoyed last night?”My jaw dropped. “Lucian!”“What?” His grin widened. “I’m just asking a simple question.”“Simple?” I scoffed, trying to hide the blush spreading across my cheeks.He laughed softly, a deep, genuine sound that filled the room. Then he reached out, his thumb grazing the edge of my chin, and said, “You don’t have to answer. I already know.”And before I could protest, he leaned in, pressing another kiss to my forehead, softer than the first, yet carrying all the warmth that words couldn’t say.When he pulled back, he tilted his
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