Leslie blinked as she stared blankly at Lucas.
A ringing sound echoed in her ears at his loud voice.
“I didn't get–” she stopped, and blinked at him again.
“What did you just say?”
Lucas ran his hand down his face as he sighed loudly.
“Jessica isn't my fiancée. Or mate,”
Leslie glanced at the floor, before looking at him. Her brows creased in confusion, “But, Jessica said ….”
Leslie couldn't get the words out. Her brain was still processing the information.
“You said …”
“No!” Lucas interrupted her, “I never confirmed anything.”
Leslie frowned at him, her heart pounding in her chest, “But you didn't deny anything either!” She shouted.
Oh goddess!
So what did this mean? For them? For her?
Leslie raised her hand as she looked away from him. She clenched her hair as she be
