Lorien POV

I felt Auren step up behind me, his chest hovering just inches from my back, his hand settling firmly on my hip.

We were back to pretending back to everything being for show. Forced smiles. Staged touches. A performance neither of us wanted to be in.

He didn’t seem to understand how angry I still was, or maybe he didn’t care. His hand on me made my body react in all the ways I hated a shiver down my spine, my breath hitching betraying how much his touch affected me even when I ...