Chapter 865 – It's Not Free
Lux got up.
Slow.
Not in a rush, not scrambling like someone late for an appointment, just… deliberate. His body still carried that quiet weight from earlier, muscles loose, but not lazy. There was a difference. The kind of loose that came after something intense, something satisfying, something that left a trace behind even after it ended.
He rolled his shoulders once, letting the stiffness ease out, gaze flicking briefly toward the bathroom door.
Still closed.
Still occupied.
He could feel her.
That faint connection humming somewhere under his skin, subtle but persistent, like a thread he hadn't cut, and didn't really want to.
"Yeah," he muttered under his breath.
Not dwelling on it.
Not now.
"Well," he said aloud, more for himself than anything, "I need to get ready."
