Elevator (Completed)

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•thirty eight•

"Abby." He said casually.

"Hi." She replied shyly.

What happened yesterday? The question really bugged Gabriella's mind which was full with unanswered questions. What if charlene didn't come in? Was luke going to kiss her or not? If he did, would gabriella kiss him back? And why was Luke so laid back about it?

She could sense him staring at her.

"What?" She said, catching him staring.

"What what?" He smirked.

Seriously, these days, those smiles were mostly replaced by smirks. She knew luke was hotter when smirking than smiling (she admitted it!), but where did all the smiles go?

She rolled her eyes and huffed. "Nevermind."

"Why aren't you looking at me, hun bun?" He tucked some strands of hair behind her ear.

She turned her head swifty to look at him. "Happy?"

"Snappy now, aren't we?" He smirked, moving his fingers to caress her cheek.

She rolled her eyes and waited for the elevator door to open. What was he doing to her? She needed to get out ASAP.

*

Goddamn charlene. He wasn't going to bake her brownies any time soon.

He liked what he had done to gabriella the previous day. It was absolutely hot.

And now, she was acting all shy. It just made her look even cuter to him. It was when Luke realized, that he wanted to touch her face again. He wanted to see her hold her breath when he leans his face closer to hers, he wanted to see her cheeks turn cherry red as she looks into his eyes, he liked the way she gasps when he touches her face.

So he did.

As he caressed her cheeks, he could tell that she was uncomfortable. But he liked it, so he didn't stop until the elevator door open. He smirked when he heard her heaved out a relieved sigh as she got out.