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“You’re very welcome.”

Lachlan glanced between us. “What am I missing?”

“Nothing,” Aria and I said together.

His suspicion deepened.

Aria returned calmly to her tablet.

“The office is clear.”

Lachlan led me down the short hallway and opened a door at the end.

The room beyond was much larger than I expected. A long conference table occupied the center, with a broad desk positioned near a large window. A small private bar sat off to one side.

From up here, I could see the bar, the dance floor, the balconies curling around the enormous room, and moving lights sweeping across hundreds of people below.

“Is this one-way glass?”

“Aye.”

I walked closer.

“So they can’t see us.”

“Not unless someone screws with the settings.”

I rested one hand against the cool glass.

The view made the scale of the club even more impressive.

“You can watch everything without anyone realizing it.”

“Comes in handy.”

I turned toward him. “This club is so much more than I’d envisioned. But it suits you so well. Truly amazing.”

He stepped close enough to brush his knuckles along my jaw.

“I need two minutes.”

“For what?”

“Something in the back safe.”

I glanced toward the hall beyond the office.

“Secret mafia business?”

“Very secret.”

“Should I be worried?”

“Aye.”

I laughed.

He kissed me, brief and maddeningly chaste considering the photograph sitting on his phone. I had to admit I was a little disappointed by his reaction, especially considering how Lucian and Nik had been affected.