Chapter 67
- Mey’s POV
- Lucas is pacing in front of me like he’s about to give me a lecture. His hair is disheveled, tie loosened, sleeves rolled up—looking like some hot nerd with tattoos. I’m used to it by now. But right now, it only adds to the tension between us.
- “Lucas, I need to go see Amy,” I say, knowing it’ll rile him up. “She needs someone right now. Justin's in the ICU, and she’s—she’s falling apart.”