“Are you already assuming there’s an us?""I’m getting ready for when there is.”
“I’m ready when you are, Lucan.”“Okay,” he said, shaking his head in defeat. “Let’s go get our boy.”
“You know how it is when you’re walking up the stairs, and you get to the top, and you think there’s one more step? I’m like that all the time.”
“So what, you assumed you’d show up before the dance and I’d magically be ready to go? I need warning to get beautiful.”
“There’s an us?”“As far as I’m concerned…” He leaned forward, his mouth inches from mine, and my pulse spiked. “There’s nothing but us.”
“Jealousy is an uncontrollable emotion. It attacks all of us. As long as you don’t let it get the best of you, I’m sure you and your envy can live in harmony without anyone getting hurt. So, see? There’s no need to feel bad about it. It makes you normal. Human.”