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Chapter 2

Title: an extraordinary Saturday *"" "

The long -awaited Saturday evening arrived, and Elena, faithful to her promise, decided to go to the evening organized by Lucas. Before leaving, she took the time to call her to get the exact address. Lucas quickly replied to his phone call, his voice as relaxed as it is usually.

- Hi Elena! I was waiting for your call, he said in a playful tone. The address is 1123 West Hastings Street, Vancouver, BC. It's a loft, you can't miss it.

Elena, smiling, noted the address and hung up after promising her to arrive in an hour.

She moved to her mirror to perfect her outfit. She had chosen something particularly attractive for the occasion: a tight dress in black satin, with thin straps, which went down to mid-thigh, perfectly marrying her curves. The shiny fabric accentuated its tanned complexion, and the plunging neckline revealed just enough of its chest to be both provocative and elegant. She completed her outfit with black tiles that lengthened her already thin and muscular legs. Her hair, loose and slightly wavy, fell in cascade on her shoulders, and she opted for subtle but effective makeup: deep red lips and slightly smokey eyes, which brought out the brilliance of her green irises.

Satisfied with her appearance, she took her bag and headed for the address Lucas had sent her.

Once in front of the building, she immediately noticed the vibrant atmosphere. Music was already resonated in the street, a rhythmic and catchy melody that betrayed the festive atmosphere inside. Shards of voice and laughter came from the open windows of the loft. It was obviously not a little evening with friends, but rather a fairly lively party.

Elena released her phone and called Lucas, an amused smile.

-I'm below, Lucas, she said, raising her voice to be heard because of music.

-Perfect, I arrived right away, he replied without being asked.

A few minutes later, Lucas appeared in the entrance, a big smile. He wore casual jeans and a slightly open white shirt, which gave birth to his muscular chest. His hair was styled in battle, as if he had just left the heart of the party. When he saw Elena, he marked a stop time, his eyes slowly traveling his silhouette.

-Wow ... you are absolutely sublime, he whispered, visibly impressed by his outfit.

Elena, amused by her reaction, gave her a seductive look.

-Thank you, Lucas, but I thought we went to a small quiet evening ... she said, designating the excitement around them. There are a lot of people here.

Lucas burst out laughing, slightly scraping his neck with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"To be honest, I didn't expect that at all," he replied, raising his voice a little to cover the music. I had invited some close friends, but ... well, you know how it goes. When someone talks about it to another, and so on ... And hey, I could hardly send everyone back once they were there.

He looked at the crowd, where groups of people laughed and danced, some already with a glass in hand.

-But hey, if there is enough to drink for a person, there will be something for everyone, he added with a wink, adopting a light tone to defuse the situation.

Elena nodded, an amused smile playing on her lips.

-I see that you never do things by half, Lucas, she said in a falsely reproach. I hoped something a little more ... intimate.

Lucas gently approached her, her charming smile back.

-We can always find a quieter moment in the evening ... To discuss, he suggested with an accomplice wink.

Elena could not help laughing at this attempt at subtle seduction, but she played the game, putting a hand on her arm.

"We will see," she replied maliciously, heading towards the entrance.

Inside, the atmosphere was as lively as it is outside. The Lucas loft was spacious and modern, with large windows giving a breathtaking view of Vancouver at night. The dim lights, minimalist decorations and catchy music gave an elegant festive air, but the number of people present made the atmosphere more noisy than expected. Groups were gathered near the improvised bar, while others chatted and danced in the living room. The air was filled with laughter, bursts of voice and the clicking of the glasses that collided in noisy toast.

Lucas Guida Elena through the crowd, ensuring that she had everything she needed.

- Do you want to drink something? he asked, leaning slightly towards her to be heard.

-Why not, she replied, curious to see how far this evening was going to lead them.

They headed for the bar, where Lucas served Elena a light cocktail. While sipping her drink, Elena watched the scene around her, slightly amused by agitation. The music changed for a more rhythmic song, and she saw several couples embarking on a frantic dance.

Lucas, still by his side, slipped into her ear:

- You know, I'm really happy that you came. Even if it's more ... restless than expected.

Elena, without taking her eyes, nodded with a smile.

- Me too, Lucas. It promises to be an interesting evening.

Their looks met, and there was this light tension in the air, a mixture of seduction and unused promises. The evening was just beginning, and yet Elena felt that this moment might mark the start of something more between them.

The evening was in full swing, and despite the bustle around them, Elena and Lucas found a way to have fun together. They laughed, discussed, and exchanged accomplices looks, a kind of bubble had formed between them in this crowded party. With each smile, each contact, the tension between them became more palpable.

After a while, Lucas leaned towards her, her slightly hoarse voice because of the ambient noise.

- What if we went upstairs? There are fewer people, and we could speak a little more quietly.

Elena looked at him, her sparkling eyes with a mixture of malice and anticipation. She knew that this moment would arrive sooner or later, and Lucas' suggestion was only making the situation more exciting. She nodded, her smirk betraying her impatience.

"Okay, let's go," she replied in a soft voice.

Lucas handed her hand, and she grabbed him with a certain sweetness. Together, they made their way through the crowd, slowly amounts to the wooden staircases that led to the upper floor. Each walk brought them closer to this moment of calm that they were looking for, and between them, burning looks were exchanged, creating an atmosphere charged with tension and envy.

Arrived at the top, Lucas opened the door of his room. Elena entered first, and as soon as she put her eyes on the room, she was pleasantly surprised. Lucas' room was both modern and warm. The walls were of a soft gray, enhanced by dark wooden frames containing black and white photographs. A large bed with anthracite gray satin sheets enthroned in the center of the room, covered with a few soft cushions of different sizes. A large window bay offered a breathtaking view of the sparkling lights of the city below. Minimalist shelves, filled with books and some works of art, completed the decoration. Soft lights, projected by small lamps with a sleek design, bathed the room in a soft and soothing glow.

Elena took a tour of herself, letting her gaze wandering on every detail of the room.

- It's beautiful, Lucas ... I didn't expect that. It's really impressive, she admitted, visibly surprised.

Lucas, who stood behind her, smiled gently, closing the door.

- THANKS. I spend a lot of time here, so I wanted to make it a place that looks like me, he said, slightly behind, as if he wanted to let her explore a little more.

Elena slowly turned to him, her smile becoming more playful. She approached him with a slow approach, his eyes not leaving his family. Lucas, motionless, observed each of his movements, as if he were guys what was going to follow. When she was close enough, she put her delicate hands on her chest, pushing him slightly, but firmly, until he found himself sitting at the edge of the bed.

She leaned slightly towards him, her face a few centimeters from his, her lips almost touching his cheek.

- I think you were right, Lucas. We needed a little calm ... she whispered in a sweet voice, her warm breath sliding on Lucas' skin.

Lucas looked at her with an increasing intensity, her charming smile always hung on her lips. He slowly raised his hands to put them on the hips of Elena, gently bringing her closer to him, until she finds herself almost against him.

-I feel like you knew that this moment was going to arrive, he whispered, his lower tone, almost accomplice.

Elena smiles, her fingers playing gently with the pimples of her shirt.

-Maybe yes, she replied, her languid gaze plunged into hers. But I'm happy that we have finally found a place where you can be alone, you and me.

Lucas closed his eyes for a moment, savoring contact with his hands against his skin. When he reopened them, he leaned slightly forward, his lips gently grazing those of Elena, as if to test the temperature of this moment. But she, playful, reculed slightly, leaving a slight suspense. She looked at him with a mysterious smile, her fingers always placed on her chest, while she let herself gently slide on her lap, her body coming to curl up against hers.

- Do you really want it to be calm? She asked, the tone of her voice now tinged with a malicious sweetness, her hands playing with the Lucas shirt that she was slowly starting to unbutton.

Lucas let out a slight laugh, unable to resist the temptation she embodied at that moment.

-With you, I think I am ready for anything, he whispered, his fingers touching the soft skin of his back, his breathing accelerating slightly.

Elena leaned again, her lips brushing this time directly hers. Their kiss was tender, but full of obvious tension. She got back just enough to look him in the eyes, her hands now completely placed on his chest.

-So, let's see where this calm will lead us, she breathed with a smirk, before kissing her again, this time more deeply, her hands sneaking in her hair.

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