Page 116 of The Vegas Lie


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Lorelei angled her head. “Okay, so I’m going from Lorelei, the CFO, to Lorelei, the friend from college. When you say hit it off, you mean…”

Raina retrieved her wedding ring from the pocket of her dress pants, where it had felt sacrilege to keep it, and slipped it onto her finger.

Lorelei’s eyes widened. “Married?”

“Yes.”

“When?”

“Not that long ago.”

“Was there a ceremony?”

“No. It was just us.”

“Now for the most important question,” Lorelei prefaced. “Are you happy? I’ve been reading up on Saraci, and it’s hard to get a read on him. Either he’s as benevolent as benevolent comes, or he’s the dark, mysterious, don’t-fuck-with-me type.”

She needed no time to think about it. The answer hit her over the head the minute the question left Lorelei’s mouth.

“I’m happy,” she said. “And he’s both. He’s kind. He’s just…human. We all adapt in our own ways to deal with the different pockets of the world we encounter.”

Like most people, Lucas kept his guard up until he knew what he was dealing with, which was what he’d done with her in Greece.

However, once he realized she wasn’t someone who would be impressed by his ego, he’d switched gears, and she wondered whether he was aware that he’d shown her a little bit of who he truly was, even back then.

She missed him.

Immensely.

She and Lorelei chatted for a while longer, which was mainly her fielding questions about her and Lucas’ relationship and swearing Lorelei to silence. A rumor wasn’t how she wanted everyone to find out about who she was beginning to learn was the love of her life.

O.B. used to tease her that there didn’t seem to be a man alive who could handle her, but Demon Raina wasn’t her entire persona. Demon Raina was who her siblings saw because she was the oldest. She loved O.B. and Delilah with a fierceness that could only be surpassed should she ever become a parent herself.

Yet, when she removed her horns, she lay in bed dreaming about the day she found someone to fight some of those battles with her. Perhaps, even one day, fight some of them for her. Luckily, Lucas was strong enough that they didn’t need anyone else but each other to bring the world to its knees.

Later that evening, Lorelei called an impromptu meeting to inform the rest of the team of their plans regarding Lucas and her father. Raina took the call from her garage, and at the end of the meeting, she listened to everyone’s happy chatter until she was the last person on the line.

They were excited that things were looking up and relieved that their jobs might not be in jeopardy, and she took that as a reminder of one of the reasons she couldn’t let her pride block her efforts. Had it not been for her love for her mother, she would have sidestepped, juked, and shoved aside modeling, and gone straight into research.

She grabbed her things and entered the house that had beenhomefor years but now felt like mere walls and a foundation. First, she tried Lucas, but the call went to voicemail, so she took a shower and returned to the kitchen in search of a semblance of a dinner.

The last time they spoke, he didn’t seem upset that she’d had to extend her trip. She had even convinced him that “nosy researchers” had been listening to their conversation, giving her the space to be more unguarded with him.

They’d made love, had sex, fucked—and then did some things that didn’t have a name—but that was a different level of vulnerable. Once she was naked, all her reservations disappeared, evidenced by the fact that she’d let this man dump half a bottle of lube massage oil all over her ass and slide between her cheeks.

Multiple times.

And enjoyed it.

Drunk on passion and vibrating with ecstasy, she’d told him, also multiple times, that she wanted to have his baby. Had her body housed a village, the residents would have had to erect a reservoir to house all that Lucas gave her, and there she’d been, legs locked around him, taking it all.

She’d had to remove tracks, micro links, and braids, so the minute she arrived in North Carolina, she’d gotten mini-twists, fully expecting to go home and have her head snapped back.

And enjoy it.

Despite not having an appetite, especially now that she had to approach her father and ask for money she knew he would give her, she spread avocado and hemp seeds on toast and made a cup of peppermint tea. While she ate, she reread the notes Lucas placed in her luggage before she left Maryland:

What’s the spell?

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