Lucas’s pov .
I laughed under my breath , but nothing seemed funny. What does she mean by what she asked? Is she falling for him?
“Hold on, Do you?” We came to a halt in front of the wine cellar, a bit away from the crowd.
“You really expect me to answer that or we should both still pretend it’s a casual misunderstanding?” My vibrant eyes bore into her eyes.
I’m taking a lease on myself because it won’t take me up to sixty seconds to pull her into the nearest room , and pin her down to the wall with my breath mixing with hers for her to repeat those words to my face. That would clear her of any doubts.
“Juice please,” she ordered. “Yes ma’am,” the waiter handed it over to her.
“Is it me or I’ve been noticing that you’ve been taking juice since the beginning of this event,” I si
