LUCAS POV
Lucas continued to stare at the door that Leslie had just exited.
‘Her attitude was somewhat different from before’, he thought.
Something was definitely wrong. She was never one to reject a game of chess.
The memories of the games they had played in the bar came to his mind quickly. A smile crept up on his face.
It was her eyes that drew him in at first. The way it sparkled as she concentrated on the chess game, determined to discover a way of escape.
He had watched her and discovered that she had no idea of the audacity she possessed. A petite lone she-wolf, working in the midst of the most dangerous rogues.
He shook his head at the thought.
From the first time he had seen her, his protective instincts had been kicked up a notch.
Now, he spends most of his time sup
