Andera's pov

He's lying to me.

I knew it deep inside me; I could see it in the lines of worry on his face, the tension emanating from his body, and even the way he kissed me as if trying to apologize when I found out.

If I found out.

“Ready?” Becky came to my side; I tore my gaze away from where Thane was talking to the security team, looking as breathtaking as ever in his crisp white shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and sunglass that made him look like a model stepping out from ...