Chapter 112

LORRAINE'S POV

I love you, Lorraine.

The words echoed in my head until I got home and I couldn't keep the smile away from my lips.

That was probably the best part of lunch.

I met Hector at the front porch when I returned and his eyes dropped to my lips immediately.

I unconsciously touched them and his focus returned to my face.

“I'm guessing it went well,” he said dryly.

“Their father was borderline disturbing but I guess I could live with that,” I answered.

“I'm sure you can,” he retorted and I frowned.

“Why did you say it like that?” I asked.

“Nothing. Go in and rest,” he said dismissively.

I facepalmed mentally. I shouldn't have told him that. He wouldn't be happy knowing I was having lunch with my mates whose father possibly accepted me.

“Hector I'm so…”

“Please just go in, Lorraine. Don't say anything else.”

I respected his wish and entered inside. I couldn't deny that I did feel something for him. Something beautiful.

But what I felt for the