aimee
I shrieked,burrowing into Lukas, his arms tightening around me on instinct. I looked over to see my best friend standing there, her phone in her hand and pointed at us. I saw the flash go off.
“Eloise!” I gasped.
She dropped her phone and covered her eyes, all with a shit-eating grin on her face.
“I didn’t mean to interrupt. Had I known…”
Irritation spiked in my chest and I wanted to cry. God, I was tired of crying, but these tears were of frustration and longing, and not sadness. At least, not in the way they’d been for so long. It was a feeling of loss—a loss that I had yet to experience since Asher.
Asher.
It was the first time I’d thought about him in hours. Once there would have been crippling guilt, but right now, it was a dull ache. One, I figured would never actually disappear, but Lukas was right. I was allowed to be happy. Him showing me that video—it changed something. And maybe in all the ways those closest to me tried to help me and keep me sheltered and protected in the aftermath, was a little bit of a disservice. Letting me dwellon the negativity of two years ago, and not showing me the one thing that seemed to really help.
I glanced back at Lukas who had leaned against the windowsill. His eyes were still molten and heated, and his gaze didn’t leave mine as a little smirk pulled at the side of his mouth. He mouthedlater, and I prayed there really would be a later, preferably once I’ve murdered and buried my best friend for interrupting what was definitely going to be an amazing kiss.
“Can I open my eyes now?” Eloise asked.
“You can go back in time to right before you decided to barge in here, and not,” I deadpanned, turning to look at her.
Her hands were already down from her face, and she was staring at the two of us like a kid on Christmas morning.
Lukas chuckled quietly against me, pressing a kiss to my temple. “Zara’s texting me. I have to go, but I’ll happily pick up where we left off if you’re still interested later.”
My cheeks had to be on fire, but I looked at him and gave a shy nod.
“Good girl,” he whispered,
What the fuck?
Heat pooled low in my belly, and I nearly whimpered.
He grinned as he shifted me off his lap, and I had no doubts that his moves were slow and deliberate on purpose. Lukas ran his hand over the top of my head, before bending down and pressing another kiss to the top and the butterflies kicked up a storm and the heat grew molten.
“I’ll find you later,” he said as he walked out, smiling politely at Eloise as he walked past.
She peeked out the door and once he was gone, she ran at me.
“You sneaky little bitch,” she cackled and shoved me.
Then, she pulled me into a tight hug that I returned and I was glad she wasn’t mad at me for actually being a bitch.
“I’m sorry about the other day,” I mumbled into her shoulder.
She held me tighter.
“I didn’t mean any of it,” I said, wanting to take back every emotion filled word I spewed at her.
“Aims, there isn’t anything you could say to me when you’re lost in the emotions that would keep me mad at you,” she said, and I hugged her tighter.
“I am sorry I interruptedthat.”
I laugh and push her away.
“I mean, I have eyes and know the man is hot, but what I saw…girl. That was fucking fire.”
“You really had terrible timing. He hadn’t actually kissed me yet,” I sighed.
