Panic overcame Eleanor and she looked at Emily for help. Kiss Lucas? No. Never. Sure, he was handsome, but Eleanor never thought of him that way and wanted to keep things the same. She didn’t want to give him wrong signals when she was already stuck with her complicated situation.
She scowled at Oliver, while Lucas grinned at Oliver’s dare.
“Are you serious?” Lucas asked Oliver and he nodded.
“Yeah, I am. Come on, Eleanor. It’s just a dare,” Oliver said when he saw Eleanor glaring at him.
“It will be platonic, Eleanor, I swear,” Lucas said and shook his head at Oliver. “It’s a bad idea.”
“Shut up and just go on,” Oliver said lowly and A smirk formed on his lips when he saw Eleanor getting up and coming to them.
“No harm in a small kiss, right?” Oliver said and continued when Eleanor
