Trying to Score Page 9
“Yeah normal ones. This chick is intense from what I hear. She makes her uncle look like a puppy.”
Okay, that was nerve-racking because Bryan Fisher was a beast from what Lucas had been told, but he had been told that Elli Adler was a sweetie pie. What the hell did Levi know?
“I don’t get it. She’s supposed to be real nice.”
“Oh she is, that is until you f**k with her team. She knows what she wants and she thinks she’s got it with you. Don’t let her down.”
“I won’t.”
“I know you won’t, but if you get caught up in the whole Fallon thing, you’ll start f**king up,” Levi added as he took another piece of chicken.
“I will not!” Lucas said, smacking his hand against the marble island. “I played great when I was with Fallon.”
“Yeah and then when you guys broke up, you went to shit.”
“Cause I was depressed,” Lucas said. “It was hard.”
“And what if that happens again?”
“I would never cheat on Fallon again if I ever got a second chance with her, and damn do you have any faith in me?”
Levi smiled. “You’re my best friend Lucas. I don’t want you to mess up anymore. You’ve done well for the past couple years. When Fallon left, shit was bad. I won’t stay this time.”
Lucas put his hand on Levi’s shoulder. “It won’t happen again.”
Levi nodded as Lucas’ phone started ringing. He pulled it out and saw his mom’s picture smiling up at him. “Hey Mom.”
“Hello sweetie, how are you?”
“Good, moved in, getting comfortable,” Lucas said as Levi left the room with a wave. Levi worried too much, but Lucas loved him like a brother and would always appreciate what he did for him. As Lucas sat listening to his mom talk about how great it was to have him so close, all he could think about was Fallon.
Lucas would never forget the morning after the first time they met. She was so beautiful, so sweet, so young. He knew after one night that she was the one for him.
Lucas came out the bathroom to see his night mate sitting up in the bed, her head laid on her bended knees with her arms around her legs. She looked worried, but still she was so beautiful. Her hair fell in a curtain around her back and arms, her tan brown skin was so soft-looking and he knew it was. It was magic when his skin touched hers, another reason he knew she was the one for him.
No woman ever made him break out in goose bumps, but Fallon did.
“Why the long face?” he asked as he walked slowly across the room. Lucas crawled into the large bed with her, wrapping his arms around her so that she was basically in his lap. “You are thinking too hard.”
“I feel like a slut. I never go home with a guy after one night.”
He smiled against her shoulder, kissing it as she settled in against him. It was so easy between them, like they were meant to be. It was weird. How did he know after just one look that she was the one for him? He felt like he could trust her with his life and she would never hurt him. “Don’t, I know you are not. That’s all that matters.”
“I can’t believe it though. All you did was buy me a drink, and my tongue was down your throat. I wasn’t even drunk!”
Lucas laughed against her neck, moving her hair off it so he had full range of her neck. “When you know, you know.”
“But I don’t know. I bet when I leave this bed, this house, I’ll never see you again.”
Lucas couldn’t even form words. How could she think that? He was so engrossed in her; he had stayed up all night talking to her, finding out about her family’s business, about her goals and aspirations. How she wanted kids but was scared to be a mother. They had made love, didn’t she feel what he felt? He felt like he knew everything about her, and still felt like he didn’t know enough. He couldn’t even fathom her leaving either. He felt like he needed her to breathe.
Lucas had the whole summer off, so did she, so why did she have to leave?
“Don’t leave then,” he whispered against her skin.
Nothing was said for a moment, only their breathing filled the room with sound. He felt her heart beating uncontrollably and he prayed that she didn’t run out the room screaming he was a freak ‘cause for some reason he felt like one.
When the hell did he get diarrhea of the mouth?
Fallon slowly turned in his lap, a small grin on her face as she position her legs on either side of his hips. Her glorious core was only inches from his growing shaft. He felt like he was home when he was inside her. She was so tight, so sweet. God, he didn’t want her to leave.
“What do you mean?”
Lucas gave her a small smile as he looked up into her eyes. “I mean, don’t leave. You have the summer off, I do too. We can spend some time here, I’m going to Cabo in two weeks, and I can get you a ticket. I gotta go see my mom too. She would love you. Basically I’m saying, don’t leave,” he rambled. She made him nervous, but in a good way. Fallon raised an eyebrow as she looked at him skeptically; he bit his lip before giving her another shy smile. “You don’t have to worry about anything, I’ll pay for everything and all you’ll have to do is be with me. I don’t want you to leave Fallon.”
“I can pay for myself,” she said as she traced his abs with her fingernail.
“Okay, whatever. Just don’t leave,” he said, and he hated that he was basically begging her. She didn’t seem too excited about the idea of spending the summer with him, but she didn’t seem against it either.