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LUCAS’ POV.
I pulled on a sweatshirt after taking a warm shower, and looked at the lotion Emily gave me. I would have preferred not to use it, but Emily would think I didn’t like it, and that wasn’t the case.
Keeping it safe and pretty for when I wanted to remember my most beautiful new year was my intention.
Shortly, someone knocked.
“Come in.” I said, applying the lotion onto the back of my palm.
“Happy New Year.”
I turned to look at John as I massaged the lotion onto my hands.
“Smells nice.” He said, and I looked at my hands. “You don’t use this kind of stuff. Who gave it to you?” He asked, coming closer to me.
“Someone.” I replied, sitting in the chair, trying to clear my desk.
“Someone I know?” He asked, and I focused on clearing the desk. He took the lotion and studied
