Chapter 8 Coincidence

The next day, Blake bumped into Lucas when he was coming out of my room. He frowned, and his face turned pale. There was a hickey on Blake's neck, yet he still had the nerve to ask me, "Zoey, what's the relationship between you two?" His question made me angry. Who was he to question me? What right did he have? I didn't even notice Lucas had paused in the hallway. He was waiting for my answer, too. "It's none of your business," I replied. Lucas and I could have been engaged, family, or even friends, but our relationship wasn't something Blake should question. I was starving, and I just wanted to go downstairs to ask Lucas for a glass of milk. The moment I turned around, Blake caught my wrist. Lowering his head, he asked in a softer tone, "Zoey, can you help me with the tie?" I arched an eyebrow in surprise and glanced at Lily, who stood awkwardly by the door. "Can't she do it for you?" "She's too clumsy. Your Windsor knot always looks better," Blake replied. He was standin