Chapter Forty Seven

In astonishment, Mrs. Sinclair shook her head, her gaze shifting between Emma and Lucas, who remained unresponsive. "Why not spend the night together and tell me the difference from sleeping alone?" she playfully suggested, wiggling her brows before making her way to the door. "See you in the morning, son," she added with a wink before slipping out and closing the door softly behind her.

Emma turned to Lucas, contemplating whether to broach the subject of Mr. Maddox again or save it for another day. After a moment of hesitation, she decided to postpone the conversation, instead offering Lucas a reassuring smile before slipping under the covers.

Joining her in bed, Lucas sensed her unease and pulled her close, his arms enveloping her warm body. Despite the intimate closeness, he consciously refocused any thoughts of sexual desire onto the simple pleasure of holding Emma in his arms.

As they lay intertwined, Lucas marveled at the warmth and softness of Emma's skin against his own.

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