What's going on here, Anna?" Raya asked, her voice a mixture of shock, confusion, amusement, and a strange, unexpected sense of betrayal that twisted uncomfortably in her chest.
Anna looked like a deer caught in headlights, wide-eyed, frozen, and utterly unprepared for the sudden appearance of her best friend. "Raya, believe me, it's nothing," she blurted out immediately, words tumbling over each other in panic. "It looks like something, but nothing is going on. I swear."
Raya slowly turned her head toward Lucas.
Then toward the apron.
Then back toward Lucas.
The man was standing there completely shirtless except for the apron tied around his waist. And not just any apron. Her apron. Her favorite apron...
Raya pointed dramatically at him. "And here he is wearing my apron shirtless?"
