GINA
Shocked by Lucas' open display of affection, I try to wriggle myself out of his arms but he holds on tighter and pulls me closer into him, keeping his chin on my shoulder. "What are you doing?" I whisper fiercely. Instead of replying, he tightens his hold on my waist. "Are you drunk?" I ask again and he scowls at me.
"No," he answers.
So, what then? There has to be an explanation for.....whatever this is, whatever he's trying to do. "Are you fine?" I ask again. Maybe something happened. Maybe something is wrong with him. Maybe he is thinking of Daphne again. There has to be an explanation.
"I'm perfectly fine."
I glance sideways at him, a suspicious look on my face by he simply smiles brightly at me and I roll my eyes, relaxing into his arms. "Fine." There's no use fighting it
