Casey POV
My eyes widened in shock, but then Rebecca burst out laughing. She handed me a napkin for the tea that had spilled on my shirt.
"Don't be so serious, Casey. I was just kidding."
"Kidding?"
Seriously? That wasn't funny at all. Marry Noah? My mom would have a heart attack. She's always wanted me to live a normal, successful life. If I married a biker gang member, she'd probably disown me.
"That's not something to joke about. Plus, I'm way too young. I'm only eighteen. I want to live my life, have a career, and achieve my dreams."
"Dreams? Oh, wow. You're so conservative."
"Conservative? Doesn't everyone have dreams? I don't get how you think, Rebecca."
"Well, you're still young, Casey. You'll understand when you're my age. I get why you're all about dreams, but I don't hav
