“He’s probably going to need a massage tomorrow,” Jasper tosses back. “Willa can do that for him,” Luke slides in casually. And we all freeze. Rhett looks like a goddamn dog with a bone. “Oh yeah? Have Willa and your dad been swapping massages?” “No. Just beds.” I make a choking sound, and Jasper holds a fist up over his mouth.
luke causing unintentional drama is the funniest thing
