I walked into the living room in a robe and socks to see Lucas in the kitchen area. I came to a halt not sure what to do. I was hoping I wouldn't see him.
"Coffee?" He asked without turning back.
"No". I decided to brazen it out. "It makes me drowsy"
"Yeah?" He turned around then his gaze slowly moving down my body and then he quirked his brows "Nice outfit"
I waved my hand in a roundabout gesture "The clothes I wore last night are dirty,I was trying to look for the washing machine. Do you mind?"
He took a long sip from his cup staring at me over the rim. My heart started beating a furious tattoo my gaze not leaving his.
Finally he dropped the cup on the countertop,his lips tilted slightly into a smirk.
"Not at all"
He turned back to the stove "pancakes?"
My brows lifted to my h
