Page 38 of The Last Morgan
He grabbed her wrist, gently but firmly, pulling her in so close she could feel the heat radiating from his body.
"I don’t know what this is," he murmured against her temple, his breath sending shivers down her spine. "But it’s not going to stop."
Lucy stared at him, unable to speak, her whole body taut with electric need.
"You interest me."
His words vibrated against her skin, full of dark promise.
There was a knock at the door, Byron didn’t flinch. Instead, he walked to the door, pulled it open, and disappeared down the hall without another word.
Corey poked his head in, frowning.
"What the actual fuck is going on in here?"
Lucy was still standing there, stunned and trembling.
"Oh my God," Lucy said, staring at his face. "You told him to stay by my side."
Lucy glared at him half-heartedly.
"Go check on Barnaby," she muttered, still breathless. "I’m going to bed."
The weekend settled over the Morgan estate like a heavy, expectant hush.
No meetings. No office staff.
Just long, endless hours stretching ahead.
Lucy sat on the edge of the grand staircase, watching Corey pace back and forth, stuffing gear into a tactical bag.
“I’ve got a few errands to run,” he said, adjusting the strap. “Need to sort some… reinforcements for next week.”
Lucy raised an eyebrow. “So you’re abandoning me.”
Corey grinned. “Not quite.”
He jerked a thumb over his shoulder.
Byron leaned casually against the doorway, arms folded, dark as a shadow.
“He’s staying. Your own personal grim reaper.”
Lucy’s stomach fluttered violently. Great.
Just what she needed — to spend the day locked in a mansion with the man who haunted her daydreams.
Lucy found Barnaby buried behind three computer monitors in the library, headphones over his ears, a bubble tea already half-drunk beside him.
She tapped lightly on the doorframe.
Barnaby slid one earphone off and looked up.
“I’m tracking Rebecca,” he said briskly. “Please only disturb me for food, bubble tea refills, or the end of the world.”
Lucy laughed softly, saluting him.
“Got it.”
