Consider Me

Chapter Forty: Lucas

"Oh dear lord," She pushes off my chest to look at me, "That's your go-to song,"

"It's not my go-to song. I just sing it when I am happy which is very rare mind you,"

"Still, I know it's gonna sound a bit sexist but I didn't think soft songs were your jam," I pull her back to my chest and wrap my arm around her shoulder. We're sitting against the mirror facing the empty dance studio. Lily is in my t-shirt and I am wearing my jeans.

Just the two of us after the incredible sex. It shook me so hard from inside that I am still reeling with the fact, that I didn't know this girl once. Currently Lily is sitting between my open legs, our feet tangled and her back plastered against my naked chest while my arms are tightly around her shoulders. 

 "You thought a lot about me before we were a thing and none of that were true," 

"No it wasn't and I am happy that someone proved me wrong," she tilts her head and looks at me, "Do you think we would be here if you hadn't done that girlfriend thing in the campus?"

"I think if we were meant to happen it would've happened regardless to what I did and didn't do,"

"Right, I forgot you're that destiny kind of a guy,"

"Hey, I believe universe has some sort of power to bring two people together who fit the best with each other,"

"And you think we're that two people for one another?" 

I lean forward, "What, that we're right for each other?" 

"Yeah. You think we are?"

"I know you are for me," I kiss her temple. I wait for the panic to come but all I can feel is gratitude. "And I know I am working all my wrongs to be the right one for you. It'll take time but if we're not, I don't want anyone else,"

She blinks and I swallow under her scrutinizing gaze. Something flashes between us, something sweet and vulnerable that doesn't scare me. Not one percent. I keep my eyes on her, letting her see what I said meant something to me and wasn't just words spoken under the haze of post-sex. That I was serious about not wanting someone else other than her in my life and how shocked I was when it left my mouth but I don't regret it. 

Not one bit.

She turns away and for a second I thought I scared her but then I see her blushing smile. "You're an idiot," she says rubbing her finger on my forearm. 

I can't help but smile too. "Yeah but I am your idiot,"

"Stop it," she laughs tempting me to kiss her throat again. 

"No, you called me yours. You have to take responsibility for that,"

"Didn't I already did that?" 

I lean near her ear and lick her earlobe, "My head between your thighs isn't a one-time thing love,"

"Shut up, Lucas," she whispers, 

"You know that's true. You love it too when you squeeze my head, don't you? My lips on your skin, your fingers in my hair," She bits her lower lip. "We should do it every night,"

"I might need crutches then," She looks at me over her shoulder. Her blue eyes teasing and so beautiful my heart smiles at her. 

"I can carry you,"

"That was not an invitation,"

"Sounded like one to me,"

She shakes her head with a cute smile and bury my face in her neck, inhaling her scent and sighing contently. We sit quiet for a moment, enjoying each other's presence and the silence when I ask her, "So, what happened today?"