Alexa

"It was nothing, Lucy. And you, how was your night?"

That was the only thing my head could form, trying to make her talk about herself.

And I guess it worked, as now a smile formed at the corner of her lips—a sincere smile, not one she was merely managing to put up like a while ago.

"My night...?" she said in a sultry tone. "It is okay," she added, going mute.

"No, please, tell me more," I urged her.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Lucy. With that face you're making, I definitely want to hear the ...