Trisha’s P.O.V:
“I won’t lie to you, I hate seeing you with Damien.” Lucas said as I closed the door behind me and leaned against it. He was facing his desk, his back to me, but I knew he was aware of the slight hitch in my breath as soon as he mentioned Damien. “It’s like he’s a living, breathing extension of you. He knows all your little movements and as much as I hate to admit it, you know him just as well. You two even have some of the same habits, I’m not sure who picked it up from whom.”
I shook my head. “Lucas-“
“No.” That single word held so much power that I held my breath, afraid of what he might say next. And then he turned to me, his eyes a brilliant topaz that seemed lit from within. “Just say it Trisha, get it out of the way. All this time I’d brought him up, you dismiss a
