Chapter 30

“Oh, good,” Lucian droned.

Shea rubbed the back of his neck. “It was kinda strange. I mean, everyone knew I was the smartest kid, but I never wanted to do shit. I amlazy. But then you’d come along and get in my face.” Shea smiled. “You pushed me, hounded the fuck out of me, but when I did what I had to do to beat you, it always felt amazing.” Shea’s tone turned reverent, and Lucian resisted the urge to fidget.

“You always acknowledged when I won and rubbed it in when I lost. But it wasn’t just you. I liked praise, liked it when people admired what I did. I liked pleasing people.”

“Go on,” Lucian said, adjusting his paradigm as Shea spoke.