Lyra’s POV

“Be my woman.” The text read. I gave a slight scoff as I lowered my palms and averted my gaze in another direction. I didn't want to look at that disappointed expression on his face because I didn't respond positively to his message.

“I'm married to Rylan.” I reminded him. “You really aren't trying to be my man friend, are you?”

“It's no big deal.” Adrian clapped back, his tone becoming a little stronger. “He doesn't even have to find out.”

“It's ...