| I took the pic | ¤ Nikki gave it to Lucas. ¤
I am going too tell him. It's decided.
What no Nikki! What are u going to tell him?! Oh hey Lucas I dug deep inside my heart and found out that I really like you. No wait love you. My mind spit back at me.
Well now they I think about it; it makes it sound dry. No expressed emotion.
When he tells me he loves me and he'll wait forever; it is always romantic or in a nice comfortable setting.
Should I ask him out on a date to a fancy shmancy restaurant?
My mind is all over the place. My heart and brain don't coincide. My heart was hurt before, but Lucas wriggled his way into it. My brain knew better it wanted to learn from our past mistake, but Lucas some how convinced me otherwise. We did learn. We just decided we deserved one last chance at love.
If all else fails, I still have nutella.
I dialed his phone number and waited for his husky voice to answer.
"Hello?" His voice was thick with sleep.
"Hey," I said back.
"Nikki?" He questioned.
"Yep the one and only. Can I come over?"
"Yes, of course Cara."
"Ok I'll see you in ten." I told him.
The easy part is over. Now the hard part.
Screw it. I'm winging it.
I flew of my couch and set my empty glass on my coffee table. I was in my pajamas, red fuzzy Rudolph filled pj bottoms and an oversized gray sweater.
Sticking the keys in the ignition of my car I made sure I had closed all of the doors to my home. I raced to his house before my courage would fade away. There weren't many cars since it was the middle of the night. Most people were asleep or out in a club.
I got to his house exactly at 12:15. The lights were all of except for a faint one in the living room. I know its him waiting for me. That gave me a sliver of hope. Maybe he hasn't given up on me. Maybe I still I have a chance.
Stepping out of the car, reality hit me hard. If some one told me five or even ten years ago that I would fall in love, passing all inner obstacles, I would have told them they were crazy. But it has happened.
I knocked on the door and waited fidgeting with the sleeves on my sweater. Not even a second later Lucas opened the door. He was wearing a tight white v shaped shirt that hugged his sculptured chest and defined his drool worthy abs. He had dark rustic blue plaid patterned pajama bottoms.
"Come in Cara. Are you ok?"
I walked into his living room and turn around to face him.
"Lucas I need to tell you something very important. "
Ok this is it I am going to tell him.
"This might come a bit to late, but I love you. I want to be with you until we grow old together. I want to see our grandkids grow up. They say your grandkids get the genes we have. I just hope you haven't given up on me." I say in a small voice.
He stares at me, His eyes reflecting the emotions he feels.
He doesn't say anything, instead he walks towards me and gently holds my face. "You don't know how long I've been waiting for you to admit it. I haven't and won't ever give up on us."
I leaned toward him and captured his lips into a deep soul searching mind blowing kiss.
He broke the kiss and rested his head in the crook of my neck. We were both breathing hard. His hands ended up around my waist encircling me. He pulled me towards the light brown couch sat me in his lap with my back resting against his chest.
"What are we now, Lucas?" I asked tracing patterns on his chest.
"You are my fiancé. Mine and only mine, because I'm not letting you go."
"I'm fine with that arrangement, I just have one request."
"Request away cara. "
"Please don't ever call me baby. It gives me the hibby jibbies."
He looked at me with an amused smile and caressed my neck with the top of his nose. "You are just adorable." He said.
He started leaving small kisses on my neck, sucking behind my ear. He turned me around.
"What are you up to?" I said between moans.
"I am." kiss.
"Marking my." Kiss.
His lips traveled down towards the small cleavage shown by my shirt.
We stayed there on the couch cuddling and asking questions until the early hours of the morning.
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The slight caress on my shoulder woke me up. I groaned and turned the other way coming face to face with Lucas's warm chest. My immediate reaction was to close the space between us and cuddle with him.
"Sweetheart wake up, I made breakfast." He said.
"Mmh do I have to get up you are so comfy and warm and smell really good. You know we should bottle up your scent and sell it."
His chest rumbled with laughter lightly shaking me.
I turned around and kissed his chin.
"Yes you have to cara. Come on I made pancakes and coffee. And yes there is caramel."
I unwillingly stood up and headed to the bathroom where I did my necessities.
Stupid Lucas. Bribing me to get up.
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"Are the pancakes good." Lucas smiled amused. With my mouth full of gods creation I nodded. Dude, the pancake is more perfect than Dylan O'Brien. Yeah it's that good looking. The pancake is golden on both sides and soft and fluffy in the inside, like a cloud!
I swallowed my mouthful and came up for air.
"Yeah. They are great. I think I'll make you cook breakfast everyday."
"I won't complain as long as I get something in return."
• A kiss every morning
• You proclaiming your love for me
• Being married to me
• Giving me five children
• Staying with me even though I might be a jerk sometimes
• Baking your famous coffee rompope flan
" Those are some serious stipulations." I said trying to keep a straight face.
"Yeah take them or leave them?"
He said playfully.
"I'll think about it."
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