I felt happy and relieved that I could tell Lukas about how my shift went, especially the fact he wasn't making another problem about Zach. I made clear I only saw him as a friend, nothing more. Why would I want more if I already have everything, I want right by my side? After talking until midnight at one of Google's recommended lookouts over the city I drove us home to my apartment.

I watched Lukas as he playfully snatched my keys from my hand, walking backwards trough the hall until we reached my door. "Once a thief, always a thief." I shook my head at him when I passed him at the door on my way in.

I turned on the light revealing my empty apartment. Lukas grinned as he leaned against the closed door while I took of my leather jacket and put it on the hook. "I'm starting to feel at home here." He chuckled, putting a hand through his hair as I watched him push his Vans of his feet. The way he said that just made me feel warm inside.

"Really? With me and my dead mice?" I laughed reminding him of what he said to me this morning.

"Mostly with you." He whispered softly with the sweetest smile on his face. I couldn't resist and wrapped my arms around his waist pulling him against me, his lips finding a spot against my forehead. I squeezed him, never wanting to let go, never leaving this apartment no matter how crappy it was, to have him in my arms until I lost my mind of age.

I gently pushed at the hem of his sweater so I could fit my hands underneath and put their coldness against his hot skin. I heard him chuckle at my sudden movement and I felt the muscles underneath his skin tighten as a response. I felt two strong arms wrap around my shoulders as his face snuggled into the top of my head. "Lukas..." I whispered against his chest, the both of us still standing at my door.

"Hhhmm?" He hummed softly into my hair. I love it when he does that.

I pulled away a little, looking up to meet his soft eyes and the smile painted on his lips. "Please don't break my heart." I whispered pulling up my eyebrows, the smile on his face turning into a confused frown.

"What?" He lightly shook his head. "Come here..." He whispered in the softest way possible before taking my hand to pull me closer to the couch. He sat down, leaning on the armrest as he pulled me between his legs. "Where is this coming from?" He whispered, his hands pushing my hair behind my ears before his thumbs caressed both my cheeks.

I leaned into his touch my eyes never leaving his. "Promise me you won't hurt me." He pulled back his head, his eyes searching for reasoning on my face. He frowned tilting his head to the side.

"I promise. What makes you think I would?" He whispered while one of his hands went to the back of my head, pulling me closer to him, his face pulling me in like a magnet while trying to look into his eyes kept me at a distance.

"Because I'm the happiest I have ever been, and it's because of you. I just don't want that to change." I leaned my forehead against his, while his hand on my face left me to seek comfort in the small of my back.

"I don't want it to change either Bells." He whispered, drawing my face closer to his lips. "Right here." He said softly pecking my nose with his full lips while the hand in my back pulled me closer between his thighs. "With you." He whispered before softly pressing his lips to my upper lip only. "Is everything I'll ever need." He leaned in slowly grabbing my bottom lip between his, my stomach warm and fussy, the rest of my body impatient for more.

"Do that again...I'm not convinced." I hummed against the softness of his breath while all I felt were his hands on me, one grabbing onto my sweater at my side and the other one working his fingertips on my scalp.

"What?" Lukas whispered his nose brushing over mine. He suddenly pushed me all the way between his legs, leaving me no choice but to melt into him, my hands grabbing a hold of his sweater at his chest. "This?" He kissed me again, deeper this time, his tongue sliding over my bottom lip. "Convincing enough?" He whispered as he suddenly pulled back.

"Not quite." I took a sharp breath my heartbeat already quickening by his game of teasing and I was ready to play along. "Do it again." I urged him, his dark grey eyes focused on my lips.

He leaned in once more, kissing my lips vigorously while his hand grabbed a handful of my sweater pasting me against him and I wasn't backing down now, I loved how he showed me the level of want he held for me. "More?" He asked me, his voice hoarse before looking at me with a parted mouth.

"How about dessert?" I whispered against his lips, my hands traveling down his front to play at the bottom of his sweater.

"I'm a sucker for dessert." He said huskily while my hands pulled his sweater up, urging him to pull it over his head. "Especially yours." I felt his thighs squeeze me, keeping me in place while I watched him further take off that sweater.

As soon as he dropped his sweater to the floor next to us, I fell into him, my hands on either side of his face. I love you. My tongue immediately teased him, going straight for his lips, kissing him like it's for the first time. We battled for control until I totally gave in, letting him decide the rhythm. Our bodies were completely melting as I pushed myself into him, feeling the hardness between his legs starting to grow. Lukas lightly groaned into our kiss as I did so once more. Meanwhile my fingers already found the hem of his jeans.

"Bells..." Lukas whispered, pulling back from our kiss, his mouth parting when he bit my bottom lip, his eyes burning on me. He looked down to meet my hands pulling at the loops of his jeans, his chest moving up and down. His head gently rolled back the moment my fingers ran along the hem of his boxers poking out his pants. "Now's my time to say do that again." He said, looking back at me, my eyes flickered with mischief while his continued to stare at my fingers going down his pants. "Do that again..." He said almost panting and I complied, running my fingers along the hem again, much deeper this time while I kept my eyes on his face. He watched my fingers move, biting on his bottom lip the moment my fingers came close to his tip.

My fingers fidgeted with the first button on his jeans while leaning in close to his ear. "Is it hot?" I whispered into his ear while unhooking the button. "Because I don't mind blowing it..." I whispered again unzipping his pants, which made him lean his face into mine while his hands pulled me close to him into a tight embrace.

He didn't hesitate to pull my sweater over my head, leaving me in my jeans and lacy bra. He looked at me with hooded eyes, the back of his finger caressing my nipple through my bra. "I think you're hungry for dessert too." He whispered, his lips almost toughing mine while his finger ran up between my thighs until they met the wanting pool between my legs.

"Very." I whimpered when his hand caressed me through my jeans, making the pit of my stomach a whirlwind of butterflies. "So are you..." I whispered pulling him of the armrest of the couch by the pockets of his jeans. He was standing tall, towering over me and I was already missing his thighs around me squeezing the sides of mine, but this was necessary. "Am I right?" I waited for him so say yes. "Am I right?" I smiled at him when he just stood there, looking down at me through his eyelashes.

"Right." He cleared his throat, his mouth still parted after that.

I chuckled before standing tall on my tiptoes, barely able to press my lips into the hot skin in his neck, his hand immediately going into my hair. "Good." I whispered against his skin before my hands pushed down his pants and boxers at once, letting them fall down at his ankles. I smiled into his neck as soon as I heard the metal button on his jeans thud against the floor, before Lukas stepped out of them. As soon as he did, I pushed him back, making him return to sit in the armrest of my couch. I stepped between his legs while his hand played with the strap of my bra. He reached around me, unclasping it completely.

As soon as my bra hit the floor his hand at the back of my neck pulled me into his lips with aim, his tongue immediately finding mine while his other hand played with my nipple. I hummed into his lips letting him know exactly how much I loved it. His fingers fidgeted with the button of my jeans and I leaned into him, kissing him passionately while my hands unbuttoned my jeans for him. I gave him the honors to slide them over my hips and letting them fall over into a puddle at my feet next to his.

I loved the way he always kissed me like I was the only one he'd ever kiss, like only I was on his mind. I reached up, holding my fingers to his lips, which interrupted our kiss. "Your lips are not the only part of you I was planning on kissing." I whispered against them and I felt his smirk grow against my fingers. He hummed when I didn't return to his lips but went straight for his collarbone, kissing my way down to his ribs before deliberately planting a few on the tattoo I picked for him.

My hand found his shaft, stroking him up and down with the back of my fingers, softly like teasing him with a feather. "Mmh." He hummed again when I got a tighter grip on him, his hand fighting for a place at the back of my head. I slowly lowered myself on my knees in front of him, kissing his abs before making my way down, making sure to tease his tip with my tongue. I heard Lukas groan the moment I took him in my mouth completely, sucking while deciding the rhythm with my hand at the base of him. I was driving him insane and I couldn't help but to smirk at his groans.

I kept going, slowing down to then quicken my movements; the sounds coming from the back of his throat telling me he loved it. I could feel the muscles in his legs tighten at every stroke while his hand at the back of my head lightly caressed my hair, gentle and soft but pushing himself deeper into my mouth by bucking his hips into this divine rhythm.

It only took an extra-long suck at his tip to make him hiss with pleasure. "Fuck." He groaned and all I wanted was for him to say that again and again. I quickened my pace on him, sucking longer each stroke while my hand moved at the bottom of his length, his hand tightening around my hair. Lukas was close and as much as he probably wanted to hold back, he couldn't, releasing himself with a loud groan and shaking legs. I tasted his salty release, taking it in completely like I had done before, the liquid warm in my throat. I felt myself smirk as I looked up, Lukas's satisfied and hooded eyes looking down on me. "Mmm." He could only hum as he tried to catch his breath.

I stood up and noticed his skin was glistening with a thin layer of sweat. Okay that's turning me on even more now. I watched him with parted mouth, my breath stuck in my throat. Just the way he was sitting on the armrest, the way his chest was moving up and down from effort and the way his hooded eyes were fixed on my body made my body throb with longing.

Out of nothing as he was still panting, he pulled me between his legs his hands cupping both sides of my face bringing my lips to his, his tongue not hesitating to taste mine and for that matter also himself. His arms wrapped around my waist, lifting me off the floor to turn us around as I was now sitting on the armrest with Lukas pressing himself between my legs, his tongue still playing with mine. Fuck. I cursed internally, like he would do out loud, when his finger ran up my thigh.

He slowly pushed my panties to the side, and I knew that what was he was going to find was a throbbing and soaking mess between my legs. He smirked against my lips when he felt exactly that, sliding his finger through the wetness. I moaned into his mouth when he seductively slid a finger inside, my arms wrapping around his neck not to lose my balance. "More?" He whispered before sucking at my bottom lip, making me nod yes. I moaned once more when a second finger joined my wetness, burying deep inside my core. Fuck, he always knows what to do to make me lose it fast. He moved his fingers inside me, teasing my entrance, his thumb rubbing me in the right place while I hung on to him for dear life, a panting mess.

His wet lips traveled to the hollow of my neck, sucking at my skin. His tongue left a trail of pleasure when he moved down to my nipple, taking it inside his mouth while his fingers continued to work their magic on me. I whispered his name when I felt myself getting close already, especially with the sensation of him sucking on my nipple added to the mix.

All of a sudden, his hands left my core as he dropped to his knees in front of me, grabbing my legs to put them over his shoulders. I hissed with pleasure the moment he kissed my clit; his tongue tracing circles over it shortly after. He was completely driving me mad when his fingers joined to pleasure me. He was slowly but deliberately teasing me while I could do nothing but throw my head back and pant, feeling every part of my body tingle when a second finger entered along to pushing his tongue into all the right places. I lost count at how many times I had either whispered or moaned his name and I knew he didn't mind at all, in fact he loved me to be vocal with it.

I was nearly exhausted by undergoing his divine torture and trying to keep my balance. It was only a matter of time before he was going to send me into a bliss as he kept teasing me with his tongue. Hearing him groan against my skin only fortified the tingly feeling between my legs, sending me over the edge. My legs stiffened on top of his shoulders, leaving me to moan into the air as my head unwillingly fell back and I squeezed my eyes shut. Fuck, this is intense. I cursed to myself as he kept going while I was floating with pleasure. I put my hand on the side of his face to make him slow down or stop altogether. I couldn't take one more, utterly exhausted his doing. He looked up, his lips still wet with my release as he watched eeing me pant with open mouth and hooded eyes, completely wearied by this intense climax. "Are you alright?" He said softly, quickly getting to his feet before wrapping his arms around me.

Right in time because I'm sure I would have toppled backwards into the couch, losing my balance as the intensity had drained all of my energy. "Yeah." I panted as I let myself melt into him. "I'm done." I panted, kissing the damp skin on his chest before closing my eyes and leaning my forehead against him.

I heard him chuckle at my tired response, his arms wrapping my legs around his naked waist. "It's fine Baby. I'll take us to bed." He whispered into my hair when I felt him lift me up from the couch, his arms holding me tight.

I felt the soft sheets hit my back as Lukas laid me down softly on my bed before pressing his full lips on mine. "I love you." I hummed tiredly; the words almost inaudible when they left my mouth. After that everything went black as I drifted off into a well-deserved sleep.

The next morning, I woke up to a note from Lukas, on the empty pillow next to me, saying he had to hurry out for class but wanted to let me sleep for another thirty minutes, every minute longer much appreciated. I also had an early class today all the way until somewhere in the afternoon. I got ready for class, putting on some jeans, a white fluffy sweater and my lilac converse. Maybe a bit summery for this time of the year but I don't care they're my favorite. I threw on my leather jacket and a thick black scarf, because of the icy wind whirling through campus. Before leaving I found another note next to my keys and I twenty-dollar bill.

Take it and eat something on your way to class, please. You need after last night ;) I'll call you later (You're hesitating...Take the damn money. Don't want to come back home to a hangry B*) I Love you too

Damnit, he knows me too well! I laughed to myself as I was indeed hesitating to take the money, but I knew he would make a scene if he'd come back to his money still laying on the table and my stomach empty. He's probably going to tickle me to death. Take it, just take it. I rolled my eyes at myself for taking the money, but it was probably for the best. Excepting help isn't so easy, yet. Try harder.

I stopped by the cafeteria on my way to class to grab breakfast and a coffee. Not as good as the one from the café but it had to do as I had to go straight to campus. My first and second class were quite interesting for a change and I was able to get some decent notes, undoubtedly thanks to the caffeine.

My schedule for the day really sucked as they didn't even leave me any breaks for lunch, so I quickly ate a sandwich in between classes, mentally preparing for business economics, one of my favorite classes. I was taking notes like my life depended on it, and quite frankly it did, rumors were warning us this was one of the hardest exams to take.

Halfway through class I receive an email from the administration office asking me to come by and I immediately frowned my brows at that. Am I in trouble? I didn't do anything. I paid my tuition in time, I have been making rent, what the...? I was worried and for the remainder of class I wasn't able to take a single note, wondering why I needed to pay them a visit.

Utterly confused and with my brows in an evident frown I walked into the office. "Uumhh, I received and email? I had to be here for some reason...I...I'm Isabella Clarke." I nervously asked the blonde and posh looking woman behind the counter desk, doing administration things or whatever.

She looked up, frowning her brows at me while adjusting the heavy framed glasses on her nose. Well, thanks for the hospitality. I widened my eyes at the dismissive manner she was looking at me. "Oh, yes. That's right. Just a second." She said on a quite dry tone, taking the landline phone while dialing a number she had written on a post it. "So, there has been a number trying to reach you the entire morning. It seemed really important; you should really take this." She said, her face showing no sign of emotion as she waited for the phone to go over. What the hell is going on?

I formed my brows, well my entire face was a complete frown at this point, as I watched her wait. I was nervous. Maybe something happened to Lukas! Maybe Drew did something to him. Maybe it's the hospital calling. Oh no this isn't happening. He said he'd call me later, he hasn't texted me all day, something must have ha-

"Hi this is Miss. Hawthorn speaking, you spoke to me earlier. I have Isabella Clarke here with me. I'll pass her trough." The woman interrupted my thoughts before quickly shoving the phone in my hand.

"Hello?" I nervously spoke into the phone, my stomach already filled with nervousness.