My heart skipped a beat.

　　Seeing my stunned expression, Lucas's lips curled into a faint smile. He pulled me to sit beside him, his arm casually wrapping around my waist, leaving my head resting on his shoulder.

　　"Then stay with me."

　　The lounge chair was barely wide enough for one person, so I had to lean against him tightly just to fit.

　　The lingering scent of nicotine clung to him, mixed with a faint melancholy that seemed to radiate from ...