Chapter One Hundred And Ten
Venessa pov
We returned to Grandma’s cottage in the late afternoon. The sun was starting to go down, casting a very warm, golden light completely across the front yard and the green grass. Khalid’s large hand was still holding mine tightly, his fingers locked with mine in a firm grip. The intense jealousy he had felt from our earlier encounter with Lucas down by the ice cream stand was still simmering just beneath the surface of his skin, keeping his muscles tight. I truly hoped that the rest of the day would be completely calm, quiet, and peaceful so we could all just relax.
But the very moment we stepped inside the front door, my stomach dropped instantly.
Lucas was already there, sitting right inside the house.
He was sitting comfortably at the small kit
