On the Way to Blue View Restaurant
Damien sat beside Lucian in the back seat of the black Rolls Royce, one leg crossed over the other as he scrolled through his phone. He looked up after a few seconds, then turned to Lucian with a grin.
“So… lunch with Georgia,” he said, nudging him with his elbow. “Feeling nervous?”
Lucian didn’t look up from the screen in front of him. “Why would I be nervous?”
Damien chuckled. “Oh, come on. You went all quiet the moment she called. I saw it. Your face did that thing.”
Lucian raised an eyebrow. “What thing?”
“That blank expression you always do when you don’t want people to know what you’re thinking.” Damien leaned in a little. “Except I’ve known you too long. I know exactly what you’re thinking.”
Lucian closed the screen and turned to him. “If yo
