Naomi Pov

I had just finished dumping the salt when Lucian arrived with an Epi pen. He knelt beside me, hands trembling slightly as he moved my dress up my thigh. Before he could stab the epi pen into my thigh, I shouted. “Wait.”

He stopped merely inches away from my thigh, looking at me with an incredulous expression on his face. I smiled at him and continued eating my lunch.

He was still on his knees and when I looked back at him, he was still watching me with a confused look on ...