DANIELLE'S POV
My steak left uneaten on the table, my eyes moved between Lucas and Jonathan. What the heck was he talking about, and why did Lucas keep on mentioning my name? Last I checked, I hadn't told him anything about my marriage. Or had I? Was I dreaming right now?
Jonathan turned to Lucas more fully. "What the hell are you talking about?" His voice was a whisper, and from the clenching of his jaws, no one could miss the fact that he was furious about what was going on.
Lucas laughed. What was he doing, and what was going on with him? "What's there to be so angry about?" He turned to me with panicked eyes. "Was it meant to be a secret? You didn't specify that. Alright, I'll pretend I never heard. I promise."
I turned to Jonathan, completely turning my face from Lucas. "I don't know what he's talking about." I laughed, a sound bordering on manic. "What is going on right now?" Jonathan's look of fury was now completely turned to me.
