We head over the living room after a while, where the adults are conversing with huge smiles on their faces. Lucas mother's oddly talking about marriage by the time I'm talking one couch and claiming it as my own. Until Lucas arrives to grab my ownership over it. I put makes it's way up my lips as he casually takes the space beside me, staying awfully close next to me. A smile tinkers his mother's lips as they converse away about Lucas's future wedding.
The boy beside me changes his expression, suddenly showing a look of firm seriousness.
I find myself swallowing a lump down my throat as I keep my ears neutral to the conversation happening in the living room.
Lucas meets my gaze every now and then, as if hes weary if what's happening. I'd be lying if i said it didnt rise the interest
