Lockwood & Co. The Shattered Glass

Chapter 8

Lucy's P.O.V

Chris twirled the chain between her long, slender, gloved fingers.

"Do you sense anything?" Kipps asked.

She twirled the pendant in her hand a few more times. Confusion plagued her face.

"I'm sensing a warm prescience. It's very strange." She noted after a long silence. She took out a silver box and neatly placed the necklace inside.

Lockwood looked at me. I looked down and hung my head. He sighed lightly.

"Let's get back to the inn. I think we're done here." Kipps noted. I agreed.

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Back at the hotel, Chris and George rambled on about what happened while Miki took notes. Antonio and Roealina had left for their rooms. Lockwood and I sat on the couch in the lobby. Holly and Kipps were no where in sight.

Lockwood held his arm around me. I rested my head on his chest, listening to his heart beat. He softly kissed the top of my head.

"You know, that was really dangerous Lucy. You could've died." He sighed. "We don't even know that happened to it."

I wrapped my arms around his torso. He pulled his arms around me protectively.

"I got rid of it though." I pointed out.

"Lucy, it could've ghost touched you. I could've lost you." He held me tighter.

"But you didn't." I noted.

"But I could've." He stated. "I could've lost you. I was so scared, Lucy. You could've died."

"But I didn't."

"But you could've!"

"Lockwood-"

"Lucy..."

We stared into each others eyes for what felt life forever. He gently brushed some of my bangs out of my eyes. He sighed heavily. I gently cupped my hand against his cheek.

"I love you Lucy." He brushed his fingers threw my hair lovingly.

"I love you too." I moved my face closer to his.

His fingertips gently traced my jawline. I closed my eyes and connected my lips with his. He wrapped his arm around my back and pressed my body against him. My hand roamed his torso. He tipped himself back so that I was on top of him. I situated myself in an comfortable position and deepened the kiss.

"Oi, lovebirds. You might want to get a room, you're in public." George teased as he walked in on us.

Lockwood and I sat up and fixed our appearances.

"This is a room!" I pointed out, red faced.

"Let me clarify; a privet room." He sat down next to the large, unlit fireplace. "Well, no wonder you two are so close together, it's freezing!"

"It's not that cold." I mutter. The boys both look at me astonished. Holly strolled into the room.

"It's freezing in here! Why do you boys look so offended?" She glanced at the boys.

"Here, I'll start a fire." I offered.

Lockwood jumped up. "No, I'll get it Love." Lockwood smiled at me.

"Whenever Lucy offers to do something, you do it for her. Why is that?" George pointed out.

Lockwood ignored him and I blushed.