Chapter 35

• Henry drove us home and Lucas brought me back to his guest home. Once inside, he said, “So, if Lucy agrees, then I think it would be best if you stayed here during… everything. Would that be alright with you?”
• I glanced around the guest house, pretending to think about it. Alright? It would be perfect! This place was wonderful, and then—as much as I tried not to think it—I’d be closer to Lucas. If his wife left again, like he said she did often, he and I could spend more time together. Watch movies, order pizza, maybe even go to fancy Japanese restaurants. Not that I needed anything excessive, but I couldn’t imagine Lucas taking me to a hotdog stand and ordering a chili dog. I would absolutely love it if he did—I’d love going anywhere with him, really—but it didn’t seem like the kind of thing a billionaire would do. I’d be perfectly happy staying in, both of us reading quietly next to each other. I could write up a book review and post it on my website and then show him after. And…
• “Yes,” I said, perhaps smiling too widely. “Of course that would be fine. I actually really like it here.”