Rude. I thought about Lucas’s comment, and as much as I hated to admit it, he wasn't completely wrong.
Lately, I had been consumed by my obsession with a new vampire series, binge-watching it non-stop and relentlessly trying to convince Lucas to watch it with me.
But every time I asked, he steadfastly refused.
“There’s nothing wrong with a little TV binge,” I defended myself, pouting playfully.
Lucas laughed. “I’m not saying there is but weigh the options.” Lucas raised up both of his hands, mirroring a scale. “Movies? Or a night of dancing with the best-looking guy in school?”
“Oh my God.” I slapped his hands away with a laugh. “You’re so full of yourself, it’s actually concerning.”
Lucas grinned at the fake-disgusted look on my face. “What? You don’t think so?”
