Chapter 117

Aria

We take the stairs, and Lucas stops in front of a door, punching in a code quickly. The lock beeps, the door swings open, and then he turns to me with that cocky-ass smirk.

“After you, baby.” He gestures inside.

I inhale deeply, trying to keep my legs from giving out beneath me. I need him, but I also need to play it cool. So, I smile and step inside.

And then I freeze.

“Wow… it’s a room.”

Not a closet. Not a damn office. A whole-ass room. Inside his restaurant.

I whip around, narrowing my eyes. “Now why the fuck do you have a secret room in here?”

Lucas leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching me like he’s enjoying this too much.

“I have a room here because I want one.” He shrugs, strolling inside. “Sometimes I don’t wanna eat out there. I wanna stay in here and eat…” He pauses, letting his gaze drag slowly down my body. “Preferably something else.”

Oh, fuck.

A sharp pulse of heat shoots straig