Chapter: 66

As we stood, Celeste's saccharine voice carried across the flowers: "Oh, sister, we're interrupting something!"

I kept my mouth shut-a lesson I'd learned. Not rising to her bait. Not giving her the satisfaction.

Lucian's hand found the small of my back, warm and steady. "Let's go," he murmured, guiding me past them.

"Excuse us," Lucian said, his tone bright and amicable.

Kieran stood rigid as an oak, his eyes burning holes into the space where Lucian touched me.