Lucian scrambled, white covers went flying in all directions as he jumped to stand on top of his bed. “Where the hell did you come from?” His chest was heaving rapid breaths. He was startled and deliciously disheveled. I really scared him. I would have liked to feel bad about that, but I was too busy admiring his pajamas, or the lack thereof. Golden skin assaulted my eyes, and it struck me - the contrast between the two new men in my life. Lucian was as golden and good as Seth was dangerous and dark.“Sorry, Lucian,” I stammered, heat rising to my cheeks as I tried to focus on his face. “But I just had a very disturbing run-in with our friendly neighborhood vampire.”He jumped off the bed and grabbed me in his arms. “My God Grace, are you alright?” He squeezed me, his warm body heat soaking through my clothing. “How did you get away? Did he hurt you?” he asked. He was running his hands all over my face and neck. I was touched at his concern. But I still had to bat his hands away.
