Lucas suddenly extended his long arm, pulling the barbecue bag out of Chloe's hands from behind her.
As he leaned closer, the subtle lavender scent he carried wafted into Chloe's nose, catching her off guard. Before she could react, the bag was gone.
Her face flushed uncontrollably as Lucas opened the bag and raised an eyebrow at her. "Is there some for me?"
Chloe hesitated. "This is from a street vendor. I'm not sure if it's up to your standards."
Lucas picked up a skewer and took a bite.
A satisfied look crossed his sharply defined features. "Delicious."
He polished off five skewers in quick succession, while Brian, determined not to be outdone, matched him skewer for skewer.
Adam stood in stunned silence.
Lucas never ate barbecue. And he never allowed Brian to eat
