Chapter 18

Aria

Lucas narrows his eyes at me suddenly and nods at my hair. “By the way, what’s with your hair?”

I run my fingers through the wavy blonde strands. “I decided to go back to my original color. It was Ethan who made me dye it black.”

He hums in response, and I arch a brow.

“You don’t like it?”

“And if I don’t?” He smirks, leaning back lazily. “Will you change it?”

“Not a chance. No guy’s ever going to dictate my hair color again. I’m done playing that way.”

Lucas laughs, a deep sound that sends a flutter through my stomach. “That’s the spirit.”

“So?” I press, trying to sound nonchalant but failing miserably. “Do you like it?”

He grins, that stupid, unfairly charming grin. “You’re one stubborn she-wolf, Aria. But yeah… I love it. You look fucking beautiful.”

A smile creeps onto my face despite my best efforts. Damn him for knowing exactly what to say.

But then his expression shifts, and his eyes narrow. “Don’t