Lucas had never been more aware of how useless his leg felt.Enzo carried him...again.Lucas insisted he could try hopping or leaning on something, but Enzo ignored the suggestion entirely. One arm supported Lucas’s back while the other was hooked beneath his knees, steady and unshakable.The hallway they walked through was enormous.Tall ceilings.Polished stone floors.Sunlight spilling through wide windows that overlooked the ocean below.Lucas felt small being carried through a place like this.And painfully aware of how close he was to the man holding him.Enzo smelled faintly of cologne and something sharper—like a rich expensivecigar. He wasn't sure how he knew the scent.Lucas tried not to notice.He failed.“Where are we going?” Lucas asked quietly.“Breakfast room,” Enzo replied.Lucas swallowed.“Jamie’s there?”“Yes.”Relief spread through Lucas’s chest.They reached large double doors. Enzo pushed one open with his shoulder and stepped inside.The breakfast room looked le
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