~FREYA~
Kisses from Lucas always leave me out of breath, but this time, the heat between us was a hundred times stronger than all the other times he had his soft lips on mine. His body is warm as he continues to pull me against him, making sure that there is no distance between us. It had my toes curling and my body shivering in response.
I know he is doing it for all the wrong reasons, but why did this feel so right? Everything about this was exactly what I needed at a time like this. It was a distraction, the good kind.
He growls against my mouth as he buries his hand in my hair and pushes me even closer; it feels like Lucas wants to swallow me with how aggressive his kisses are.
"If your father wants me to give you a baby," he says against my mouth, "I will give him that. I will
