Parsley swiped the last muffin off the plate and forced everything into her mouth before Sophia could yell ‘muffin’.
“Lucas is all dressed up. He was hoping you would join him for lunch… just the two of you?” Parsley mumbled, struggling to free herself from her cousin's death grip.
“You didn't ask him to go home?” She asked.
“No. He was all cute and charming, paying for our breakfast. How could I possibly say no to that?”
Sophia sighed and let go of her.
She walked back to the door and Lucas was still standing there, but now, he was eating a slice of the pizza. “I got hungry,” he said when she stared at the opened box of pizza in his hands.
“What are you doing here, Mr. Fernando?”
“We need to talk,” he responded.
“About what?” She placed a hand on her hips.
“Everything. I got
