“What kind of medicine are you planning to study?” I asked her.
“Sports medicine. Then maybe I can spend more time with this idiot,” Anna poked her brother who grinned at her. Their relationship was wonderful to see. They clearly cared a lot about each other. Having grown up as an only child I had often longed for a sibling I could be close to. Anna and Lucas had that. I envied them a bit.
“I’m ordering pizza. Is everyone okay with that? I can’t stomach burnt fish and potatoes.” Lucas got out his phone.
“Sounds good,” Anna and Alan said in unison. Lucas looked at me and I nodded.
“I love pizza.” As if on cue, my stomach growled and Lucas chuckled, kissing me once. Twice. Three times.
“God, don’t start,” Anna complained.
Lucas ran a thumb along my lower lip and I felt a buzzing in my belly. It happened every time he touched me.
“What do you want on your pizza?” he asked, his mouth still so close to mine.
“I’m not picky, just no anchovies.”
“Anchovies? What are anchovies?” Anna asked.
“Fish. Salt, hairy fish.” I told her.
“Gross!” she squealed and Lucas made a face.
“Seriously? People put that stuff on a pizza?” Alan gagged.
“Hey, you people put tuna on pizza, so I don’t want to hear it,” I accused.
Lucas seemed positively green. “Fish and pizza is a combination that should never exist. It’s wrong on so many levels.”
Lucas kissed me one last time and walked into the other room to order food.
“Lucas told me you do IT. Is that what you went to uni for?” Anna asked.
“Yeah. I’m an IT nerd. I’m here doing project management. Though my boss has made it clear my future with the company isn’t a definite.”
Alan opened a bag of chips and stuffed a few in his mouth. “What does that mean? Will you be going back to America if there’s no project?” he asked.
I glanced towards the living room where I could still see Lucas on the phone ordering food. It wasn’t something I particularly wanted to discuss with him yet. Not when things with us were so new. And given I didn’t really know if I had anything to worry about when it came to my job.
“I don’t know. If there’s no project then I can’t imagine I’d be allowed to stay. My company is sponsoring my Tier 2 Visa. If there’s no work, no sponsorship.”
Alan and Anna exchanged a look that I couldn’t read. “Well, no sense in getting Lucas all worked up. Not with a run of matches in the next few weeks,” Alan said.
I frowned. “Of course.”
“Of course what?” Lucas came back into the kitchen and dropped his phone on the counter.
“Nothing. Just chatting,” I said.
Lucas smirked. “Okay, well I’ve ordered five pizzas, garlic bread, some potato wedges, and soda.”
“Five pizzas?” I exclaimed.
“These guys will eat two pizzas each, so that leaves one for us to split,” Anna explained.
“That makes my belly hurt just talking about it,” I groaned, holding my stomach.
Lucas hooked his arm around my neck and pulled me in to kiss the top of my head. “I’m glad you’re here,” he whispered in my ear.
