Chapter 1
Lucas’s POV
The family SUV was crammed so tight with duffel bags, winter coats, and plastic snack crates that the middle row was completely useless.
Knox and I got shoved into the tiny back seat for the twenty-minute drive to the indie theater Mom had picked out.
I climbed in first since I’m the smaller one.
My narrow waist and small frame slid right into the leftover corner, while Knox climbed in after me and took up almost all the room that was left.
He’s built way bigger than me in every direction, and his tattooed arms filled up the window side.
I ended up pressed flat against the door, my thighs jammed right against his because there was literally nowhere else for them to go.
I’ve always been small, and I end up looking almost like a femboy without even trying.
