"Okay." Is my response and by the time I'm reaching for a different snack, I fail to realize the front door had opened and the new comer is now standing in front of the living room with their eyebrow raised. "Am I interrupting something?"
I swallow on the snack and eventually react to the voice. I twist my body around so that I'm completely facing Lucas. And the sight that meets me catches me off guard for a second.
Woah.
My eyes automatically craves from his feet to his hair. He’s clad in a black shirt, a leather jacket draped over his shoulder and his hair’s ruffles and tousled. There’s a phone sitting between his fingers and one of side his ear shows a silver earring dangling. With that get up, he must have returned from a party or something. I tilt my head to the side. Im not quite
