It took me a second to react. I put both of my hands against Colton's hard chest and pushed him away from me. He stumbled a few steps behind, his eyes widening in shock but managed to find his balance.
"Lana," I said, my cheeks flushing with prominent crimson, "When did you come?" I asked, walking past Colton, who had a sly grin on his face.
I have to talk to him alone about this.
Lana's eyes were still glued to Colton, "What's going on?" She asked, looking at me. She glanced at my parents, "I- I-" She stuttered, "Did I come at the wrong time?"
Yep, it's a very wrong one, indeed.
My mother coughed, "No dear. Not at all. "
Lana looked at Colton again, "But I think I have seen him before." Her face scrunched up a little as she tried to recall where she met him.
My parents didn't know
