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Lucas' POV

I fucking kissed her and I loved it.

I missed kissing her lips the moment I kissed her, it felt so different and exciting like the first time. She felt so right and good against my body and a thrill went through my body at it.

I moaned when she parted her lips and I dove my tongue into her warm mouth. I wrapped my hand around her throat and tilted her head sideways with my other hand to deepen the kiss. I moaned once again when she kissed me back with passion, sending goosebumps through my body.

When she moaned, I loved the sound and felt myself go hard. I squeezed her throat a little and pulled her closer to me. I felt tempted to run my hand over her body, to feel her body that drove me wild. When the need for air came, I pulled away from her soft lips and kissed her cheek then her jawline.

I latched my lips on her neck and ran my tongue over the salty flesh. I nibbled on her skin and felt her grip my arms. I smirked and bit a little more to leave a mark.

"Lucas," she whispered my name and I immediately got back to my senses.

I moved away from her and pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck... What am I doing?" I muttered and hesitantly looked at her. She was playing with her fingers, blush tainted on her cheeks. I swallowed when I saw how swollen her lips were and the urge to kiss her again came upon me. I tore my eyes away.

"I..." She said but closed her mouth after.

"Look, that kiss was an accident. I... I didn't know what I was doing. I'm sorry, I won't do it again," I said, trying to save myself.

I quickly left the kitchen and went upstairs where I took my embarrassment to the fullest.

"Why the fuck did I kiss her? Shit, she's going to think I'm a creep for kissing her when she lives with me. Damn, I can't control the way she makes me feel," I said under my breath and stared out the window.

I had these strange feelings whenever she was around me or even away from me. I had the feeling to keep her close when she was not with me, I had a feeling that made me think of her so much and I hated how this feeling made me so energized around her.

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that. It was a mistake," I said and winced when I saw her eyes droop.

"Right... You're right."

I hated how I lied to her. I wanted to tell her that it wasn't a mistake and that I wanted to kiss her again.

"It's—"

"No, you don't have to explain," she said and sighed. "You're sort of with Andrea and you should probably not kiss me or anyone else. Andrea likes you a lot and... Um, never mind. I'll just go now."

I watched as she left the kitchen and went upstairs. I cursed under my breath and rubbed my face in agitation.

"What am I going to do now?" I whispered and groaned.

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"You are so stupid. I have never met a more stupid person like you before."

I was sulking on Jared's couch with a glass of alcohol in my hand. I felt like shit and needed someone to talk to about my feelings.

"I can't believe you were being mean to me because you were jealous," Jared said and I sipped my drink.

"I apologize. I was... I was feeling an ache in my chest whenever I saw or heard you two having fun. I thought—"

"We were dating? Come on, man. I've said that I don't want to be in a relationship a lot of times. Jackie is a nice and beautiful girl but she's not the type of woman I see myself with."

I sighed. "Well, something else happened."

"What?"

"I kissed her and told her it was a mistake... Ow!" I hissed at the sharp pain on my back when Jared slapped me. "What was that for?"

"To knock some sense into you!" Jared rose from the couch and threw his hands up, angry. "Are you crazy? Why would you say that to her? You can't just kiss a girl and say that. What were you thinking?"

"I don't know, okay?!" It was my turn to stand up in anger. "Jackie can't leave my fucking head. When I'm not with her, I start to crave her presence, when I see her, I feel happy. I go to sleep she's in my thoughts, the same way when I wake up. I feel the urge to touch her, hold her and kiss her. I can't explain this feeling but it's so good yet it hurts."

I stayed silent after ranting then looked at Jared when I realized he had not said a word. He was smiling with a sparkle in his eyes.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

Jared laughed. "Oh, my man Lucas. I can't believe you don't even see what's up with you."

"Can you go straight to the point?"

Jared approached me and placed his hands on my shoulders. He squeezed them and battered his lashes at me.

"You're whipped, you've fallen for Jackie, you like her, you have feelings for her. Anything you want to call it, Lucas."

I stepped away from him in shock. My mind raced at his words and it felt like the last piece of a puzzle was found and placed in the right spot.

"No... That's not possible. It can't be possible. I can't fall for her," I said.

"Why?"

I had no answer to his question and it was at that point I knew I had truly fallen for Jackie. I had feelings for her, strong feelings that made me want her so bad in my life. With the weight of my discovery, I sat down on the closest couch and exhaled.

"Are you sure?" I whispered and Jared hummed.

"What else would make you act and feel the way that you feel? I already suspected you had a thing for her and I started to act all touchy with her and I began to get answers."

I dropped my glass cup on the coffee table in front of me and propped my elbows on my lap then rubbed my temples.

"What do I do now?"

"First of all, cut every damn tie you have with Andrea because as long as that girl is in the picture, you might keep getting distracted or find means of excusing your feelings. So, what do you say?"

I said nothing to his question and stared into space, thinking over everything I had just discovered.

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I found myself waking up with a splitting headache and a hungry stomach. I idly took in the view of my living room before hearing footsteps. I sat up but winced when I felt my head throb from a headache.

I looked over at the stairs and saw Jackie descending the steps. She looked breathtaking in her short sundress and long hair which framed her beautiful face. She looked like an angel in the white dress which drew my attention to her long legs.

When she raised her head, her eyes met mine and I noticed how she stiffened. She stared at me for some seconds before looking down and walking in the direction of the kitchen.

"Good morning," she said in a low voice.

I stood up, ignoring the throbbing in my head.

"Good morning, Jackie," I said and watched her pour some orange juice into a glass cup.

"Your breakfast is in the oven," Jackie said in a plain tone.

I felt a tug in my heart at it. I wanted her to speak to me with the brightness I was used to. I wanted to see her morning smile I was used to while we ate breakfast together.

"Do you have work today?"

"No, I have to meet up with Maddy this morning," she replied and drank her juice.

The house was heavily quiet and I felt the need to tell her my feelings but I knew I couldn't plus I didn't know how, this was all new to me.

When I saw her start to head toward the front door, I cleared my throat.

"I need to talk to you," I said and she paused. "We can talk later."

"O...okay," she replied and left the house.

"Fuck. I'm screwed. How can a guy tell a girl that he likes her?"