Lucien stepped into the kitchen of the former safe house—their house now—and frowned when he didn’t spot Raven right away.
“Sweetheart?” he called.
“Down here,” she replied. “I knocked your phone off the counter, and now I can’t find it.”
Chuckling, Lucien slid around the counter and found her kneeling down on the ground. His mouth twitched a little. He’d been working on a speech for the last two hours, and all of it required him to be the one on bended knee. He started to ask her to stand up, then stopped as a familiar ringtone came to life.
“Well,” he said, “my best guess is that it’s coming from under the fridge.”
Raven groaned. “It is, isn’t it?”
She started to flatten herself down, but Lucien stopped her. “Hang on. Wait a second.”
She paused and looked up at him. “What? Why?”
“Because ten bucks says that’s my boss and his bad timing.”
“His bad timing? What’s he interrupting now?”
In response, Lucien lifted an eyebrow, dropped down beside her, and—thinking it suited them to be on equal ground anyway—he pulled the velvet box from his pocket.
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