"So, uh... Hi Mr. Ha- Lucas, sorry." Imani cleared her throat. "Would you um... like something to drink, Lucas?"
Imani had been feeling really jittery since Lola left. The only reason she had decided on having the meeting with Lucas in her house was because Lola never left the house on Sundays. But now she was gone and Desmond was over at his best friend's place, which left Lucas and Imani all alone in the house. Imani did not like that. She had chased Lola after the girl stepped out of the house and begged her not to leave.
'What if he tries to kill me?' was one of Imani's arguments but trying to convince Lola not to leave had been like hacking at a cement block with a fork. A plastic fork!
"No, thank you," Lucas replied as he stared at her.
His eyes wreaked havoc on Imani's soul just by the sharpness and dedication with which he looked at her, making her feel like she had butterflies in her stomach.
