Chapter 325 – Not Lust
Fiera clung to his shoulder like a ghost of herself. "I didn't mean to—"
"I know."
"I'm not weak."
"No, you're not."
"I still want to sleep with you."
Lux smiled faintly. "When you're sober, remember that. Then decide again."
He carried her out with no effort, just long strides and a calm heart rate that belied the heat she left on his skin.
The others were silent until he disappeared down the hall.
Naomi finally exhaled. "That was… intense."
"She nearly stripped him at the table," Ely whispered.
"I kinda wanted to see how far she'd go," Rava said cheerfully, returning with another drink. "She was like watching a trainwreck made of lipstick and unprocessed trauma."
Sira shrugged. "She'll thank him tomorrow."
"She better," Naomi muttered.
Mira stood. "I'm getting some air."
"You okay?" Ely asked.
"Yeah," she said. "Just… thinking."
