Wreck Me Forever - Lila Rose Page 0,42

okay, but it’s fine as friends, right?”

Something crossed his face as he let out a breath. “As long as he doesn’t touch you.”

My eyes widened. A part of me liked his possessiveness, where a smaller part said it was too much. For now, I would let it rest. I wanted to please him. He wanted something more with me. He wanted me… but would he crush me after a week? A month? Would he realize I wasn’t worth the trouble? When it came to it, would he really want people to know we were something?

My head ached from all the thoughts crossing my mind.

“Hey,” Wade said. “Where’d you go?”

I shrugged. I couldn’t tell him my fears. Insecurity was never attractive, which I knew I was, but I’d never had a relationship…. Could I even call this a relationship? Was Wade telling me we were dating? Was he my boyfriend?

“Lucas,” Wade clipped low. “Whatever you’re thinkin’, stop. We’ll take each day as it comes. You willin’ to do that with me?”

Was I?

I wanted to try, but worry had me keeping my mouth closed.

“You’re worried,” he stated, reading my mind. “Talk to me, Lucas. We need to be straight with each other.”

“You’ve only ever been with women?”

“Yeah,” he said, almost hesitantly.

“I’m a guy.”

He snorted. “Know that.”

“Are you sure this is what you want?” I had to ask, or else I would worry for the rest of the night.

“Fuck yes. Want nothin’ more in my life but this.”

“Then why—”

“The text?” he asked and frowned.

I nodded.

“Because I’m a dickhead. Because you gave me the best goddamn kiss of my life and it scared me. I wanted to protect you because I was mixed up in the head. But, Lucas, I want to try this with you. I’m gonna fuck up, you might need patience, but I’ll try my damn best.”

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.

I wasn’t going to tear up like some idiot, but what he’d just said warmed me throughout, and my emotions clung to him some more.

Dropping my head, I thumped it against his shoulder. “Okay,” I whispered.

“Yeah?”

“Yes.”

“Good, now kiss me before I leave,” he ordered, and my dick jerked in my pants.

Since it was what I wanted as well, I did as I was told and kissed him, letting him know in the kiss how I knew I would miss him.

Chapter Thirteen

Wreck

I scrubbed a hand over my face as I walked into the compound. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face from thinking about Lucas. Even when I didn’t get much sleep and had kept fighting with myself to go back to him. I couldn’t, though, because Saint would be there.

Christ, I hadn’t been this fucking happy in a long time. It wasn’t that I was just happy, and this was going to sound pathetic, but it was as if a hole inside of me I hadn’t known about had been filled by Lucas.

It’d killed me waiting last night to see if he wanted to give this a chance without telling anyone. I knew he’d have his doubts. I was a bastard to begin with, but there he was taking me up on my offer to see where this would go.

Shit.

Lucas was mine.

I grabbed my phone out, wanting to reach out to Lucas before I walked into a room full of brothers.

Me: When do you get home?

Lucas: Who is this?

Me: Me.

Lucas: Me who? Sorry, I don’t have your number in my contacts.

Well, shit, he must have deleted it after I was a motherfucker.

Me: The man who made you come last night.

Lucas: OMG, Wade! I’m in a classroom full of people. You can’t say stuff like that.

Me: Why? You don’t like it?

Lucas: It’s not that… I like it a little too much.

Me: You getting hard?

Lucas: Yes! Great, now my face is on fire and people are looking at me.

Me: I’m not laughing. Save my number. Promise I won’t send shit texts again.

Lucas: Okay.

Hell, if he’d been around me saying that, I knew he would have said it in a whisper. Now my dick was stiffening, and it definitely wasn’t the time.

Me: You didn’t answer my question. When do you get home?

Lucas: Don’t get grumpy.

I pulled my brows together. Now, why would he say that?

Me: Lucas.

Lucas: Wade, it’s okay, I just have a study date after class I forgot about.

Me: Date as in date, date?

Jesus, I sounded like an idiot, but I needed clarification.

Lucas: NO. Not a date, date. We get together and study.

Me: Who. Will. Be. There?

Lucas: If you relax, I’ll