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"Lucas?" I heard him yell out.
"In my office."
He entered, looking upset. Something had made him mad, but he was trying to hold it back. He has a bad habit of playing with his lip piercing when he's upset, and the thing was swinging like a pendulum. I sighed, already seeing I won't be able to get this work done with his current mood. He came to talk about something.
"I'm going after, Olive," he proclaimed, shocking the absolute hell out of me. It took me a moment to collect my thoughts and respond.
"You're what?"
"I'm going to ask Olive out. I was going to leave her alone when I thought you would make her happy, but after I saw her last night, I decided I'd take my chances with her," he informed me. I'd never seen Leo so determined. My stomach was twisting in knots. I don't want to fight with Leo, but I'm not letting him have Rose, either. She's mine, and I plan to make her admit it tonight. I furrowed my brow at him, letting him see how serious I was, too. I stood up, walking to the other side of my desk.
"I'm not giving her up, Leo. I've already made her mine."
"You need to let her go, Lucas. You're only going to hurt her, and she doesn't deserve that. She looked so sad when I ran into her in the hall." He shook his head at the memory.
"You saw her last night?" So he had come for his guitar, but ran into Rose on the way.
"Yeah, we talked about you as I drove her home. She’s hurt, and at first I tried to make excuses for you, but after she left my car, I had this nagging feeling in my stomach. She doesn't deserve to be hurt by you, so I decided I'll actually try for once. Lucas, you're my best friend, but I've seen the way you have been treating women here lately, and it's not what Olive deserves." He was firm in his belief. He stood proudly, his head held high. Normally I would have been proud of him for standing up for himself and going after what he wanted, but what he wants is whatIwant.
"I hear what you're saying, Leo, but I don't plan on backing down. So, I guess all that's left is for Rose to make her choice. I hope you're prepared if you're going to challenge me for her heart, my friend, because I plan to go all out," I warned him, making him nod his head, not backing down.
"I don't doubt it, but I have my ways, too. I know it will be stupid of me to hope this doesn't affect our friendship in the end." His face fell for a moment. "I just hope we'll be able to fix it in the end."
"You're still my best friend, Leo. I won't hold it against you if she chooses you in the end. I hope you'd feel the same way." He nodded his head in agreement. I extended my hand for him to take, and he did. We shook, as if promising those words.
"We need rules," he blurted. "We can't interrupt one another. Like if we know we have plans with her, the other can't butt in."
"Sounds fair. As you know, I have plans with her tonight at 8." I nodded.
"Okay, so I'll stay away. I'll tell you if she and I ever have plans."
"If it's just hanging out, then it's free game, but if it's a date or a hookup, we'll keep away," I added. Otherwise Leo would get a lot more time with her than me, since he sees her on campus sometimes.
"Agreed." Leo nodded. "May the best man get the girl." Leo left, shortly after, taking his guitar with him. I watched him leave, feeling anxious now. I don't want to lose Leo as my friend, but I also can't stand the thought of not having my Rose.
The rest of the afternoon was spent finishing my paperwork. I ordered dinner, finishing right at 7. I took a quick shower before Rose showed up. I had my pants on, with a towel draped over my bare shoulders as I dried my hair with it. The doorbell rang, making me answer it with my still damp hair.
My Rose stood before me. She was early, looking fine as hell.
Chapter 9
Olive's P.O.V.
I over-thought about my outfit about a million times. Not wanting to dress up for a hookup, but also not wanting to look like a slob. Deciding on something to wear felt like an impossible task until Hailey entered the room. She gave me a sweet, sleeveless, dark blue sundress which was both cute and casual. It was just right.
There was no need for me to do my makeup, since all we would do was have sex. I kicked myself in the ass when I realized I had showed up early. The traffic was lighter, causing me to be early. Lucas opened the door, shirtless, with damp hair, clearly having just showered. He looked hot as hell, as usual.
I caged my bottom lip between my teeth, admiring his chiseled abs and tattoos. The heavens must have sent this man down with how damn handsome he was. His sexy smirk was ever present as he reached for my hand, pulling me into the apartment. The moment the door closed behind me, he pinned me against the wall beside it. He leaned his face down, a few inches away from me. The feel of his breath fanning across my face sent my heart thundering against my chest.
"Couldn't wait to have me, could you?" The raised brow on his face showed I had inflated his ego. I shrugged my shoulders.
"Not necessarily." Our eyes never broke apart, captivated by one another. He let out a laugh as he stood straight, letting my body cave in disappointment when he stepped away.
"I see," he said before walking away towards the kitchen.
My lungs strained as I tried to take a deep breath to calm my nerves. Did I upset him? Trailing him into the kitchen, I watched him put a dish in the sink. As he rested against the counter, he turned his body towards me with his arms crossed in front of him.
"How do you want to do this, Rose? What are we?" His questions caught me off guard. Is this him making sure we are on the same page? Does he think I'm trying to trap him or something?
