Lucy
I contort my face in mock confusion, feigning ignorance. "Wait, what? What the hell do you mean? What are you guys talking about?"
"You haven't seen the news?" Laura asks, smiling. Meanwhile, Rhett doesn't say a word, he just leans against the doorframe, hands in his pockets, giving my living room a slow once-over like that's what deserves his attention.
"What news?"
Rhett's head snaps toward me like I just asked the most ridiculous, obvious question ever.
"I'm pretty sure you know the entire world thinks we're dating," he says, strolling into the room like he owns the place.
He drops onto the couch, legs crossed, his expression practically ordering me and Laura to shut the door and sit down.
This man has got some nerve. Does he think he owns the place? That he
