~Aria's POV~
Lucien pushed off the counter and came to sit beside me at the table. He sat close, his arm against mine, and looked at the tablet screen over Chen's shoulder.
"You know," he said quietly, just to me, "when I married you I genuinely thought I was getting a wife."
"You got a wife," I said.
"I got a wife and apparently a full intelligence division," he said.
"Is that a complaint?" I said.
He considered it. "No," he said. "It's more of an observation."
"Observe away," I said.
He leaned slightly closer. "You have coffee on your shirt," he said.
I looked down. There was a...