Chapter 115

After Soren left, Lance pulled Tara into his lap on the couch. His expression was cold as he held out her phone. "Enter your passcode," he said. He went through her contacts one by one until he found Soren's number on the blocklist. Chuckling, he kissed her cheek. "Good job," he praised softly. Tara sighed to herself. Now that Lance had gotten what he wanted, she wondered how long his interest would last. As for Soren, she hoped he would forget her soon. She couldn't handle being pursued by two relentless, exceptional men. Lance glanced at her, as if reading her thoughts. He looked calm, but Soren's appearance had clearly unsettled him. The slight shifts in Tara's expression gave her away. It was obvious Soren still had an effect on her. "Soren never takes anything seriously," Lance said. "You don't need to care about anything he says." Tara said thoughtfully, "I used to think that too, but today… he kind of changed my mind. He's actually—" She didn't get to finish her sente