I grab myself a cold water bottle from the fridge and discard it inside the bin ones it's empty.
Lucas may irritate me to the core at some days but theres no denying that I let things slide by so easily.
Like now for example. Although he did show Mark a fowl attitude, the maddness I felt a while ago have already vanished from my system.
My guesses is that, once I head back to the living room, It will be like nothing ever happened.
I drag my fingers across my hair and glance at the counter.
Various colors of healthy food sit there.
The basket filled with fruits from Mark is still sitting on too of the counter.
Sighing under my breath, I decide to grab it and set it on the other island of the kitchen.
By the time I return to the living room, I spot Lucas on the side of the ar
