Chapter 183

• If this was how Laurel was going to be in the future...he would gladly marry her. It was cute and although it might not be cute when the time comes, he will be fine. Lucas secretly envied his thirty one year old friend marriage. He watched as he walked in and slumped down in the chair.
• "You look good, even better." Silas siad dryly. He wasn't feeling better himself. In fact he felt worse than before. "My home is on fire."
• Lucas chuckled. "Don't get ahead of yourself. The both of you are a perfect fit for each other."