Lexi
Lucian hung up the call, staring at me like I was some kind of enemy.
“What?” I asked, crossing my arms defensively.
“Can I see your phone?” He asked, stepping closer.
“No,” I shook my head, stepping away. “You can't just go through my phone without giving me a good reason.”
His brows furrowed, and for a split second, I saw anger flash through his eyes.
“Were you recording our conversations?”
“No,” I answered, “matter of fact, my phone is dead.”
He let out a sigh, his tense expression relaxing slightly.
“Can we go now?” I asked, eager to get out of there before he decided to interrogate me further.
But Mia, being Mia, had to open her big mouth. “Wait, didn't you just get a text from work like five minutes ago? How is your phone dead?”
I wanted to strangle her. Lucian's eye
