(Tracey’s POV)
Breakfast with Lizzy and Grant was actually quite nice. We didn’t talk about what was going on with me, so the conversation was pleasant and flowed smoothly. That being said, the minute the dishes were cleared away, by a very quiet Julia, Grant turned all-business.
“So, tell us what’s going on?” I looked at Lucas with concern before my eyes darted towards the kitchen and I said, “Maybe we should go upstairs and talk in the office?” Lucas understood my hesitancy to speak freely at the moment, but his parents exchanged confused looks.
“Yeah. I think that’s a good idea, babe.” Lucas said as he got up and helped pull my chair out for me. The action made me go all warm and giddy inside, but I tried not to show that. It was odd for me to be treated this way. There aren’t many “
