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"Thank you," she muttered under her breath, but I caught it. "I need to get ready for class, so I'll let you let yourself out. Thank you for breakfast."
She headed up to her bed in the open loft. She was actually going to get dressed. I didn't want to leave, so I stayed, leaning against the wall, and watching her change above. Her tattoos had a white bandage on the top over her ribs. She had added onto it and I didn't even notice until now. I was enthralled inside her. I didn't pay enough attention. I wonder what she got?
"What are you doing, Lucas?" She had noticed me standing here, staring at her.
"Watching my Rose." I winked at her with a smirk. She rolled her eyes, but there was a smile playing at the corner of her lips.
"Well, your Rose isn'tyourRose, and she has classes to get to," she corrected me as she hurried down the stairs. "Goodbye, Lucas."
"I'll give you a ride," I offered her, hoping she'd say yes. Maybe she still wants to spend time with me the same way I want to spend time with her.
"No, thanks. I have the car mom left me, and I've been itching to drive it." She had this excited look on her face, like a small child about to play with their favorite toy. Who am I to deny her fun?
"Fair, I can relate." I nodded as I stepped closer to her again, closing the space between us. My arms wrapped around her beautiful waist, bringing her flush against my chest, feeling her breast press against me. I leaned down so her lips were a few centimeters away.
"What are you doing?" she asked, slightly annoyed, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she stared at my lips, making me smirk.
"Getting my goodbye kiss, of course."
I let my lips graze hers as I spoke, making her take deep breaths as she tried to remain calm. It made me happy to see I could make her have such a powerful reaction to me. I gently kissed her soft, plump lips, parting them with my own as I held her face with my hand.
"Go out with me, Rose." I didn't phrase it in a question. I wanted her desperately, but she shook her head in my hands.
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"You're not serious about me. I'm just another one of the girls you see." She shrugged, stepping away from me this time. Her words crushed me, but I kept my playful smirk on my face.
"But I am serious about you, Rose." I rubbed my knuckles over her cheek. "Come on, just one date?'
She was clearly thinking about it, chewing on her lip. I wasn't sure which way she'd lean, so I stepped closer again. I grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles as I looked into her icy blue eyes.
"Say yes, Rose. Please?"
She sighed, like this was the hardest decision she's had to make. I felt myself winning her internal battle as she bit her lip. Looking into my eyes, she gave me the smallest of nods. I smiled so widely, excited she had said yes. I grabbed her and spun her in a hug before placing her on the ground again, kissing those sweet lips one more time.
"Thank you, Rose. You won't regret it," I promised her, already thinking of the perfect date.
"Yeah, yeah. I hope you know since you're not exclusive, I don't plan to be either." She raised a brow at me, dropping my excitement a decibel.
Was she talking about Leo? I know they went on a date the day her mother died. Had it gone well, despite how it ended? It's not like Leo told me the details. I'm glad they haven't slept together yet.
"I'll see you later. I need to go or I'll be late." She dragged me to the door as she talked, pulling me into the hall and locking her front door. "Just text me when you want to have that date. Bye, Lucas."
She waved at me, running down the hall before I had time to collect my thoughts. I couldn't decide if I was excited or anxious. I am glad my Rose said yes, but I wish I was the only one in her life right now.
Chapter 16
Olive's P.O.V.
Lucas had asked me on a date again. I wasn't sure how I felt about it at the moment. I know I want it, but I'm also scared to get hurt again. Despite trying to keep it just about sex, I liked Lucas too much. I tried to tell my body to say no, but what came out was yes. On the drive to school, I slapped myself stupid.
The car was a damn dream. It drove so well and with the weather being nice; I had put the top down, feeling the wind whip my hair around. It probably wasn't my brightest idea. I had to tie my bird's nest of hair into a high bun when I arrived. I ran to my class, cutting it close, but somehow still making it on time. Professor Johnson greeted me with a small smile. All my professors had expressed their condolences. They had been keeping an attentive eye on me.
Class was quick, and oddly easy lately. I am not sure if it is because Professor Johnson is such a brilliant teacher, or because I got so far ahead in our textbook last week when I needed something to do. I had been losing my mind thinking of mom, and I thought math would make for a great distraction. It worked. As long as I was doing math, mom wouldn't pop up into my head. I guess it took too much of my brain power to solve the math problems to leave room for anything else.
When I stepped out of class, I saw Leo with his black stylish glasses and his hair half up. He gave me a wide smile before hugging me. I gave him a one-armed hug back, since my other arm had my book.
