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