Aria
“What the f**k is going on here?”
I spin around so fast I nearly trip over my own feet. Lucas is standing there, arms crossed, gray eyes burning a hole straight through Ethan’s head. For the first time since this f*****g scavenger hunt started, Ethan’s grip on my arm loosens.
“It’s nothing. We were just talking,” Ethan says calmly. Then, he has the audacity to smirk at me. “Right, Aria?”
Silly bastard. My blood boils, and I jerk my arm free.
“What did you do to her, you bastard?” Lucas snaps, closing the distance between him and Ethan in two steps. His broad shoulders block out most of my view of Ethan, but I can see his smirk falter. “Why were your filthy hands on my girlfriend?”
Girlfriend? Again?!
Ethan holds up his hands like this is all some big misunderstanding. “Relax,
