The door to his office closed.
What just happened?
My phone went off.
Lucas: I love you. When you love someone, you let them win—not every battle but at least the ones that matter. Calling Thatch now. There has to be a reason, not that I’m defending what he did or didn’t do. Now, your only job—if you choose to accept it—is to make reservations for dinner tonight, for our first real date.
I grinned down at my phone.
Me: I say where it all started.
Lucas: I couldn’t agree more.