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“Forty-five. The doorbell went off, and my dad signaled at us through the window. You didn’t notice.”
What the hell?
“So,” he said, looking far too pleased with himself, “which is the lie?”
My eyes moved back to the window. How had I not heard the doorbell? Had it really been a whole forty-five minutes already?
Adrien stroked my cheek with his knuckles again, setting off a string of sparks across my skin as his touch moved down to my jaw. He softly grabbed my chin, turning my head back to him.
“Which is the lie?” he asked again.
There was a long, dense pause as our gazes locked, and I heard my own breath hitch when his thumb brushed the skin underneath my bottom lip.
“Answer me, Ria,” he demanded quietly, his eyes sliding to my lips. My fingers dug into my palms when his thumb moved again.
“Two?” I sounded a little breathless. “The clown thing is the lie?”
His mouth curved into a pleased half-smile. “Good.”
The purred approval dripped straight to my core and settled there, simmering.
My throat worked as I swallowed. “How did you know who I was?”
His gaze was still fixed on my mouth. “Alba keeps framed pictures of the two of you on her desk. Your face isn’t exactly easy to forget.”
“And here I thought my disguise had been rock-solid.”
His half-smile slowly spread. “I’d have recognized you from a mile away. And I did, every time I caught a glimpse of you in the office. You’re impossible to miss.”
That was… a lot of new information.
Adrien’s hand moved to cup my jaw, his thumb caressing my cheek. “You’re so fucking pretty it’s annoying,” he chided, his voice dropping to a low, molten gravel. “I hate how much I love looking at you. Ihateit, Sanchez. And I can’t tell what I’m more angry about anymore, all the bullshit you put me through, or the fact that your lips are so fucking plump and pink.”
I stilled, my breath catching.
“Do you still think I’m lying?” he asked.
My mouth had slighted open, my throat drying so rapidly I thought I might choke.
“Answer me, Ria.”
What the fuck was happening?
My tongue darted out to wet my lips as I tried to summon a single coherent thought. Adrien’s dark gaze turned feral, though his touch remained a smooth, gentle caress.
I was so confused, holy shit.
“Um… I honestly don’t know,” I managed.
“No?”
“Mm-mm.” I shook my head.
“I’m admitting to losing my mind over your lips, and you won’t even believe me?”
Fire ants were starting to crawl underneath my skin where he was stroking it.
His mouth twitched. “Look at how pretty you are when you blush,” he murmured approvingly. “I never stood a fucking chance. It really is too bad that we don’t have any… chemistry.”
