Chapter Thirty
Lucy
Snapping my mouth shut, I stared across the table at my mother. Feeling bad because I hadn’t seen her in a few weeks, I’d invited her to meet me for coffee at Firehouse Café. She’d just shocked the hell out of me by commenting that she thought Levi was a nice guy. Beyond Amelia, I hadn’t spoken to anyone about the fact anything was happening with Levi.
As my mind spun over the possibilities, I recalled Levi’s mother was friends with her. I mentally sighed.
“Mom, Levi’s just…”
I meant to say Levi was just a friend, but I couldn’t bring myself to lie. I skipped past that. “I don’t want to talk about men.”
Okay, I hadn’t meant to sound so ridiculous and uptight, but oh well. My point was clear.
My mother’s blue eyes met mine, steady and calm. “I know. I think that’s
