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“So a date.” I rummaged through my clothes, trying to decide what to wear, while Lucian leaned against the doorframe of my walk-in closet.
“Is that so strange? We’re to be mated,” I replied.
“Yes, but it seemed quite clear that you two wanted to be far away from each other just a few days ago,” he said.
Had it been that obvious? I wondered. Was it really so apparent to Lucian that Christopher wanted nothing to do with me? Was I the blind one? Christopher had mentioned he could smell my emotions—could Lucian pick up on Christopher’s or mine as well?
“Well, I guess we just want to get to know each other a little better,” I said.
How was I suddenly so good at dodging his questions? But knowing that Christopher wanted out of this union as much as I did had given me a newfoun
