Chapter Seven
I quickened my pace and slipped into the car beside him. The driver wasted no time starting the engine and pulling away.
The car was eerily quiet, though it no longer felt strange. Lucas rarely spoke.
My mind drifted to what grandpa had said earlier. Grandchildren.
I scoffed. That wasn't going to happen. How on earth were we supposed to give him grandchildren when we weren't romantically inclined.
The driver stopped as he arrived at the mansion.
I came down and found my way to my room. It was already a long day and a depressing one because of Lucas.
I rolled my eyes in disbelief as I recalled how ungrateful he was of my thoughtful gestures.
He walked in the room and pulled his ties. He began to speak.
“I need you to ignore whatever you heard my grandpa saying ab
