Chapter Eight
Lucas couldn’t focus. Felicity’s perfume reached inside him and pulled him along as if he had no brain. At this moment he would do anything he could to touch her in any way. Even if it meant that he pretended to have the gentlemanly intentions of a mentor. Inside, they were taken to a table immediately. The restaurant was full without being overly crowded or cramped. By the time they were done eating, Lucas hoped to convince Felicity to go to a bar with him, under the pretense of practicing her new skills.
They sat and stared at the menus. When the waitress arrived, Felicity looked at him. “Am I allowed to order my own food, or does that fall under the gentleman’s purview?”
She spoke sweetly, with just a hint of sting that most people wouldn’t have noticed. He couldn’t hel
