Lucas chuckles like he's just found something amusing. And without taking his eyes off the phone, he says in a low tone. "I wasn't exactly taking no for an answer, Kaia."
I think I shiver just slithered down my spine like a snake. After staying silent for a full ten seconds, I shake my head and force myself to strip away from imagining people in fat suits, curly hair and heavy make up. He can’t force me to go if I don’t want to right? Why does it feel like that isn’t the case? Knowing Lucas, he can be a persistent brat.
"I'll think about it.” I murmur to him. And when I say ‘ill think about it’ means I won’t go. Definitely won’t.
"I think the decision's clear." He utters without stirring his eyes away from the screen of his phone. I poke the inside of my cheek with my tongue before dr
