Lucas frowned at me. “Terms and conditions,” he continued, “one of which is not passing yourself off as my girlfriend.”

“Oh get over yourself,” I said, taking my cup to the sink and rinsing it. “They’re your friends, I get it. I’ll text Jase and tell him I can’t come.”

“No, I think he’d rather have you there than me.” Lucas scowled. “Just don’t hang off me.”

“In your dreams,” I said. It was really my dream. “You are such a bighead. When have I ever hung off you?”

“Ah, last night,” he said.

It was cruel of him to make fun of me needing him.

"Not a bad way to work your way into my guest room,” he scoffed.

Team Lucas by Ally Adams