LUCAS RAVENWOOD'S POV
There is so much range in her eyes that I am sure this isn't going to end well. Maybe I shouldn't have broken into her apartment. But smelling her enchanting scent again and familiarizing myself with her new life was worth any amount of trouble I have earned.
Her beauty stuns me despite the knife tightly held in her grasp as she glares at me with both fear and range. There is a huge distance between us so I feel safe.
"I was hoping you would love the gifts," I say, stepping forward to point at the shimmering heels and the sweet romantic display of burning candles and flower petals I had help arranging.
To my surprise, Lorraine throws the knife that was in her hand with astounding force. I quickly bed down to evade the weapon that would otherwise impale my chest.
