looking at Lucas’s blue ones. I clear my throat and back away from him.
Oh my God, I don’t kno w if I can go through with this, being with Lucas. The only eyes I truly see are Aiden’s. I don’t want it to be that way but that’s the reality. How can I fuck Lucas when I know that I’ll be thinking of Aiden the entire time? Not to mention that I’ll probably feel guilty as hell being with another man. It’s like a made a sacred vow to be faithful to Aiden, one that I must find a way to break.
Lucas chuckles at me and I look at him with confusion.
“I know how you feel. I want you so bad, but we’re outside where anybody can see us. Plus, we have to inside, like, right now. We’ll finish this soon,” he says adamantly.
I nod at him, inwardly frozen in fear. What am I doing? How can I lead him on like this? Lucas is a great guy and I’m fighting my urge to be with him. Physic ally I want him but emotionally…well, I’m just not capable of that yet.
He grabs my hand, leading me with him back into the bar. I look around , noticing the looks on the customer’s faces. Some of disgust, others of pity.
Oh my God, here we go again. Just like in Arizona. I’m public enemy number one, punished for crimes I never even committed.
“Hey, it’ ll be fine, Em. We’ll push through tonight and worry about everything tomorrow,” Lucas says to me, squeezing my hand in his.
His encouragement is the only comfort I have right now. I have nothing else to keep me going and I’m going to have to find a way to change that.
The rest of the hour goes by pretty uneventful. Sure, I got a few stares but nothing as bad as some I’ve received in the past. I meet up with Lucas back in the kitchen to clock out for the night.
He grabs my hand, pulling me close to him. He wraps me in a hug, resting his chin on my head, breathing in deeply. I stand statuesque, not knowing what to do. I pat him on the back, trying to end the display of affection.
“Somebody’s anxious to go home, huh?” he says laughing.
He obviously can’t understand my real reason for ending the embrace. If he knew how I really felt it would hurt him.
I put on a brave face, the opposite of the nervous one I’m sporting on the inside and grab his hand in mine. You have to do this , Emma. Just give it a go. Try and see if you can be with him.
“Yeah. I want you, Lucas,” I say to him, silently dying on the inside.
His eyes widen, probably because I’ve never spoken to him like this before. I’m telling him exactly what I want. Well, not exactly what I want but he doesn’t know all the minor details.
“Shit, Em. Well, why didn’t you say so earlier? Let’s get out of here. I’ll just call my dad later and explain everything to him. There’s no way I’m staying here any longer. Let’s go,” he says, practically dragging me out the back door of the bar.
I inwardly sigh at his evident rush to get me to his apartment. I have to think of a good way to go about this entire Lucas thing. Should I politely decline sleeping with him or just go for it? God, Aiden, why did it have to be this way? Why did you make me fall in love with you and then break my heart?
We turn down the corner of the street and I see a tall apartment building, comprised of rusty-colored bricks. He doesn’t utter another word and I appreciate the silence. What really can be said at this point?
We get inside the building , and he takes me down the first floor hall. He gets his keys out of his pocket, unlocking the last door on the left of the corridor. He flings it open, bringing me inside with him. He slams the door behind us and starts to back me up against it, a look of hunger in his eyes. My heartbeat increases, my breath coming out in puffs. I’m terrified. Not of what he’s about to do but terrified that I’ll like what’s he’s about to do. I panic, realizing I need to end this because this is moving way too fast.
“Lu…” I barely finish saying his name before