Lucas’s POV
I stared at her…critically and noticed the slight pucker of her n*****s underneath the robe she was wearing. I watched her drop both hands to her side, glaring at me:
Such feminine audacity…
My legs moved of their own accord in her direction until I stopped just enough for those puckered n*****s to press against my chest.
She was truly breathtaking. With her long copper hair wrapped around in long waves to her waist. Her finely defined juicy lips, with the upper lips almost in the shape of a heart.
I breathed out, still feeling the need to release some of my pent-up emotions over her not wanting to listen to any of what I had to say to her.
Chloe annoyingly had not moved but I could see the alarm in her eyes and the desire. Which was something mirrored in my eyes al
