Lucy’s POV
“Twenty and I’ll cook for you.” I watched his eyes flick to surprise for a second and curiosity as well. Little did he know that it was actually a threat.
“Twenty seconds then. What’s their number?” He pulled his phone out of his pocket and walked over to me, picking up the chain and wrapping it around the handle to the fridge.
“Why did you do that?” I gave the chain a slight tug, seeing that the handle could easily be pulled off if I wanted to.
“I don’t want ya lunging for the phone now; and we can’t very well have our food spoil because of you.” He shrugged. “So don’t be breaking my fridge now.”
I rolled my eyes and rattled off Jason’s number, knowing my cousin was more than likely guarding his phone with his life right now. An unknown number was bound to set him off. Whe
