I tap a finger on my upper arm as I arch a brow at Lucas.
The man looks up from what he's reading and offers me a polite smile. "Yes, my most lovely darling~?"
His sweet smile and loving act is not about to sway him. Not when I know he's being even more childish than May right now.
"Isn't it your turn to drive the carriage?"
He gave an airy hum and a sniff, as if I said something preposterous right now. "Are you sure? Valentine said something about how he could handle two shifts~"
I wave my hand dismissively. I heard Valentine say something like that, and if I knew Lucas would be such a brat about it I'd have said something at the time. Unfortunately, Lucas is ever more immature when dealing with Valentine.
"Not really. He just likes to talk."
"That he does." Lucas sniffs again. "A little too much, it seems~"
If he doesn't stop talking like that...
I might smack him.
