“This is Lukas, my best friend’s fiancé,” Pen says. He cannot help a small smile. “What?” “The way you introduced me.” Not her own ex. Not her own friend. It seems to occur to Pen, too, and her eyes widen. “Oh, shit, I’m so sorry. I promise I love you and stuff.” “And stuff.” “Come on. You know I would throw myself under a bus for you.” “You absolutely would not.” “Well…under a tricycle.” “Better.” “I would throw myself under a bus for Scarlett, though.” He can certainly relate to that.
