maya's pov:
i saw him, but i couldn't tell lucas. i didn't want lucas to know that side of me. i didn't want to lose face in front of him.
"ranger rick, you had no chance up against track champion, maya hart." i say panting a little whilst lucas unlocks the door and i step over the threshold, "first of the three into your house and we made it back for your 9:30 curfew." i add.
he chuckles and takes my bag off me to place on the coat rack.
"hey mum." he says and a friendly looking woman pokes her head up from inside a cupboard in the kitchen.
"hey pudding!" she replies.
"pudding." i snort and lucas kicks me in the back of the calf.
"you must be the blonde beauty." the woman says getting off her knees and and offering her hand. i shake it as she says "i'm cathy, cathy friar."
"maya hart." i reply, letting go.
"oh, i know." she says, "you're all he talks about, the blonde beauty's a common topic in our house."
"not all the time," lucas says, a little embarrassed, "i talk about riley as well."
"what the pretty brunette?" cathy asks, "okay, her too, but not so much anymore, what happened there?"
"just friends mum." lucas says, giving his mom a little push towards the kitchen.
"aw, good." cathy adds, walking away, "dinner anyone?"
i then realised how strong cathy's texas accent was and it made me feel safe and at home. i also hadn't forgotten how lucas talks about me to his parents.
"I'm hungry," i say, walking towards the kitchen, "what have we got?"