Chapter 33: Take Your Pick.

Catherine's POV.

A few weeks later.

"You got all you need, huh?" Lucas asked as I stepped out of his car and I smiled before nodding.

"Yeah, I got everything, thank you," I replied, the smile still playing on my face.

He'd insisted on dropping me off today, the driver always does but he wants to do it today and words can't tell how badly I value it.

"Alright, good luck, if you need anything, let me know, copy?" He asked and I nodded again.

"Words, Red hair, words." He said and sighed.

Yeah, words. I always tend to forget that.

"Copy, dah-dy," I said with a smirk and he looked taken aback by my response but he was quick to shake it off.

"Alright, bye, and have fun." He said, whining up the glass of his car and speeding off. I watched the image of his red Rolls-Royce Ghost disappear, my chest bubbling with immense happiness. Lucas has a thing for red color and for the first time in my miserable life, I love my hair color.

I've been acting flirty with him for weeks now and he always