Chapter 16

I offered him a grin. “It goes well enough. I’d love a glass.” And one glass was all I would have. After dinner, I was sure I was out the door. We’d gotten things straight between us, we both knew where the other stood, and it didn’t seem to be going any further. We would have this meal, and I thought it would help the peace between us. I was hoping that, in the future, Lucas would be much warmer toward me. It’d make for a nice change.