ASHER

"We're twenty minutes early," I say to Lucas, annoyed, as we arrive at the ice rink.

"Sorry, thought you might need a moment," a goofy grin appears on his face, "to be presentable to the outside world."

I roll my eyes. Of course he did.

"If that's what you thought, what were you doing in front of my bedroom door?"

He shrugs. "Maybe I was eavesdropping."

"What the hell?"

"Relax, Asher. I just came out of my room and wanted to give you a heads-up. What's wrong with you? You seem... unrelaxed. I thought everything was fine with Emmy."

With a sigh, I fall into my seat in the...