Asher locked eyes with her and felt her emotions reflecting on her crimson eyes. He was in deep waters now—there was no easy way out of this.
That's why he intended to answer her directly.
"No, of course not."
Lucy's fingers twitched at her sides, her nails digging into her palm, but her expression remained calm. Too calm.
That was never a good sign.
When a woman showed no emotion, it didn't mean they weren't feeling anything or that they had forgiven their partner—it meant they were holding it all in, letting it build, waiting for the inevitable explosion.
Worst-case scenario? They'd start digging up past mistakes, throwing every little thing their partner had done wrong back at them.
Fortunately, their time together before was short, so she didn't have that much ammunition.
"Then, did you like it? The kiss? Did you enjoy kissing her?"
She dropped another bomb.
Liking someone and enjoying a kiss were two different things.
