Sarah smiled gently as she poured her a glass of orange juice.
"Seems like you've settled into your new job.
I'm sure you'll do great, though you look like you haven't been getting enough rest," she remarked lightly.
Beauty pressed her lips together at the accurate observation.
"Couldn't sleep last night," she admitted in a low voice.
The memory brought a frown to her face as she sighed, cutting a piece of steak and chewing it slowly.
"Another fight with Lucas, I take it?
You two really can't catch a break.
What's it this time?
Don't tell me it's still about that Nathalie?"
"Not Nathalie this time.
It's my fault—my old crush, Dyson, came back to town.
Lucas found out I met with him.
He didn't come home last night.
No idea where he went."
Recalling the murderous look in Lucas's eyes yesterday, Beauty shuddered involuntarily. Sarah arched an eyebrow, suppressing a knowing smile.
"Ah, so it's a man's problem!
Lucas must be jealous.
