Lucas didn't get home until late last night and ever since then, he's been awfully distant.
As the two of us got ready for school this morning, I watched as he rushed around the house like he didn't get up early enough this morning.
"Sleep past your alarm clock?" I asked as I sat at the dining table, drinking my orange juice and eating Grandma Jo's delicious blueberry muffins.
Lucas shoveled eggs into his mouth. With a full mouth, he said, "Didn't get any sleep last night."
"Why?" I asked, sipping on my juice.
Lucas shrugged, avoiding my question.
I couldn't help but feel like he was hiding something from me because of how strange he'd been acting.
We had spent the night together at Victoria's parents' luxury hotel over the weekend. It had been the perfect es
