Lucas' POV

I got a knock at my door on Tuesday morning. Ethan wasn’t on the clock yet, so I drug myself to the front door of my apartment to open it. Before me stood my mother and some leggy brunette I’d never seen before.

“Hello, son.” She said, with a cheeky grin.

“Mother.” I said, immediately on guard. “What are you doing here?”

“I need a favor.” She said, inviting herself in. The brunette followed closely behind her like a lost ...