Chapter 28 How To Even Explain This

• Lucian really was knocked out cold. At that moment, he was like a little child sleeping peacefully. His breathing was soft and even. His face nuzzled across my body before finally landing on my arm, whereupon he smacked his lips contentedly.
• He might have been comfortable but I was most certainly not. I found myself in a dilemma. I could not let him go, but at the same time, I would be letting him take advantage of me if I did not.
• “Lucian, wake up,” I urged. To my utter annoyance, there was no response from him.