Chapter 69 Seventy Eight

• Zevran looked surprised at my reaction, and I felt a twinge of satisfaction. But he saw through me, as he always did. "You're lying, Lauren. You're not good at it, you know that?" he said, his voice serious as he ran a hand through his already-messy hair.
• I didn't realize how surprised I was by his words. My eyebrows arched up as I challenged him with a look, silently asking if he was sure about what he was saying.
• As he closed the distance between us, his touch on my face was gentle yet commanding. My heart skipped a beat as his warm fingers brushed against my skin, and my breath hitched when his thumb grazed my lower lip. He leaned in closer, his gaze fixated on my lips, and his voice was soft and hypnotic.