Across town, Max and Lacy plotted against Keeley over quinoa salad. The food was tasty but the conversation left much to be desired. Just once, could he spend time with Lacy without her wanting something unpleasant from him?
"I checked, she's not a scholarship student. Otherwise, I would get my father to rescind her financial aid," she grumbled. "I don't know enough about her to know her weaknesses."
"You act like you're going to war."
"Haven't you ever heard that love is a battlefield?"
Yeah, one he was living in. Max sighed. "Lacy, is this even necessary? There are plenty of reasons they could have been in that closet. Honestly, I got the impression Aaron was threatening her. She seemed afraid of something."
"Tons of people fear him," she said dismissively. "I want to know why he keeps approaching her anyway. Someone like that should be beneath his notice."
