BLAKE
"Baby, can you watch Libby for a few hours today? Me and Erin want to go get some mani-pedis." Lucy threw her arms around Luke as he worked at his desk across from me. His look said everything. His shoulders tensed, nostrils flared, and he moved his hands from the keyboard, tightening them into fists.
Honestly, I had to give him credit for being possibly the world's most patient person for having dealt with Lucy for so long. While she did have some positive qualities—she was very pretty, had bigger balls than most men, and wasn't a bad person overall. But, damn, she was f*****g annoying, irresponsible, and had turned out to be a huge lush, especially in the past few months.
"Are you serious?" Luke snapped.
"What?" She asked innocently, fluttering her eyelashes.
He let out a deep
