Chapter 902: FaceTime And Selfies

The soft glow of the television cast flickering shadows across the room as Tyler and Lucas sat side by side, the sound of their favorite series, House MD, filling the comfortable silence.

Tyler, with his legs stretched out on the ottoman, glanced sideways at Lucas, and his lips curled into an amused smile when he noticed that Lucas was once again glancing at the wall clock and his phone as though he was waiting for something. Or rather someone.

"Are you going somewhere?" Tyler asked with mock curiosity.

"No. Where would I be going at this time?" Lucas asked with a frown.

"Then are you waiting for a delivery? Perhaps pizza?" Tyler asked and Lucas scowled at him.

"Why are you asking me that?"