Lucas Baker X Reader

Chapter 1

[1]Lucas couldn't help the smug smile from appearing upon his lips, his eyes watched your every movement. You shaking up a small bottle to mix the contents,

"Aren't you a purrty lil' thang." A quick chuckle escaped your plmped lips, pressing together into a small smile. Your [EYE COLOR] orbs briefly looking towards the man,

"I bet you say that to all the girls." You spoke with a calm voice that could be considered sexy, Lucas slapped his knee with a chuckle of his own before leaning forward, forearms laying against his thighs. You filled a syringe with the liquid,

"Nah, only to the ones I like." You rolled your eyes at this as you took a hold of the male's arm, tying the rubber and tapping to make the vein pop out. Once revealed, you picked up the needle had sat down a couple seconds ago. You had no need to explain what this drug was for, well, you considered it a drug. The company you worked for had that already covered and made a deal with this man,

"You'll change your mind once you figure out my little secret~. Every man does." You mumbled the last part as the needle easily  pierced the flesh with ease, ejecting the liquid until the syringe had been empty. The contents felt cold as it traveled throughout, easily removing the band and tossing it to the small metal table that held many things upon their surface. "You're done. It might be a while before it kicks in. Now if you're ready, the director is waiting out the door." To make sure you were correct, you glanced back at the message. You were right. You then gestured to the closed door, you walked towards the other side of the room to fetch the red hazard trash box while Lucas had hopped off the bed to throw on his hoodie.

"Why ya say that? Any man would be lucky to have ya." The smile seemed to not want to leave your [LIPSTICK COLOR] colored lips, once you were close enough, you dropped the used needle into the waste bin. Nudging the bin under the metal table as you fiddled with the blue rubber band in your gloved hands,

"Stop trying to flatter me, boy, and go see the man who is waiting for you." Your voice becoming that of a stern mothering wanting her kids to do the chores, with the sound of a zipper being zipped up.

"Alright, alright. Fine, fine." Lucas stuffed his hands into the pockets, the man took one last glance at your turned back before fully leaving.  That young man reminded you of the kind of guys in school, how you hated them. But that's what happened to you  three months ago, met a guy with that flirting and flattering personality. Something you couldn't resist, a good comment is a good comment. But of course you were on of those freaky chicks that were into some freaky shit, your hand trailed to the barely noticeable swell of your stomach. Once this baby is born, you're going to have to give up alot of those things.