Allison's POV
Jasmine practically howled with delight inside me. *Shut up*, I snapped at her.
"Good evening to you too," Lucian said, his voice that perfect blend of amusement and authority that never failed to set my nerves on edge.
I marched toward him, heels clicking angrily against the hallway floor. "Are you stalking me now? First the wine at the restaurant, and now you're at my door? What's next—hiding in my shower?"
His lips twitched. "That's an interesting suggestion."
"It wasn't a suggestion," I hissed, fumbling with my keys. "And how did you even get past building security?"
"Mrs. Henderson from 3B let me in. Lovely woman. We had quite the chat about her grandchildren while I waited."
Of course he'd charmed my nosy neighbor. Lucian could probably sweet-talk
