Melting His Icy Heart
"Thank you, Lucas. I just did my job."
"Oh, come on, don't be modest," Lucas cheered. Then, his eyes lit up with a sudden thought. "By the way, did you enjoy yourself last night at the club?"
The simple question hung in the air like a lightning bolt. Instantly, the room fell dead silent. Both Sam and Selena froze, their minds simultaneously racing back to the exact same memory—the slow music, the warmth of their bodies pressed together, his tight grip on her waist, and that breathtaking moment when their lips were just inches apart, aching for a kiss.