DELILAH's POV
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES CONTENT THAT SHOULD NOT BE READ BY EASILY HURT VIEWERS AND VIEWERS WHO DO NOT WISH TO READ ABOUT HIGHLY DETAILED SEXUAL ACTS
It had been about three weeks since I had spoke to Lucas. It was like we were total strangers. We'd work together at work and preform successful surgeries and that was about it. He'd sit across from me during our hour long lunch and still not say a word. He wouldn't call or he wouldn't even text me unless it was work related. He was being so distant. For a moment I thought "maybe I'm being ridiculous. Maybe I'm being a clingy bitch." Then, I came to the conclusion that there was no reasonable explanation for the way he was acting.
One night, we had preformed an emergency removal of a sock from an adolescent Pitt bull's stomach. It took about 3 hours. Everyone had went home and it was around 11 pm when we finished. We took the dog to one of our over-night stay cages and we both left. He attempted to hold the door for me, but I slightly nudged him and opened it myself.
"Well, hello to you too." He chuckled.
"Hello? Oh, now you decide to speak." I said, still walking out of the double-doors.
"Look Delil-" I interrupted him:
"If you think you can just give me some weak punk ass excuse and I'll be flying towards you like some of the whores you're possibly used to, then, you're wrong." I just stood there. Not looking at him. Afraid of if I did, he'd use those big brown eyes on me and make me weak.
"I- I'm sorry. I was just really really busy." I could hear the sadness in his voice.
"So busy that you couldn't call? So busy that you couldn't wave? SO FUCKING BUSY THAT YOU COULDN'T AT LEAST TEXT ME A FUCKING EMOJI?! YOU JUST THINK THAT BECAUSE YOU TOOK ME OUT TO DINNER AND THAT IT WAS ALL LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT AND SHIT, THAT YOU CAN JUST GO DORMANT!?"
I turned to him. Fist balled up, tears running down my face, voice cracking. What was this feeling? I didn't understand it. How could he make me feel this way over one date? One slight kiss that wouldn't escape my mind no matter how hard I tried to evict it.
"Love at first sight?" He asked. Stepping closer to me. Looking down, even though I wasn't looking up. "You truly believe tha-" I cut him off again.
"Yes. Yes I do." My lip quivered, I exhaled harshly and closed my eyes as more tears fell.
It went silent. All I could hear were the Owls that spoke in the trees beside the building and the cars that drove by. We stood still. In that same exact position for at least 10 minutes.
I finally gained the strength to look up at him. His broad shoulders rolled forward as he slouched. His long Ebony hair hanging over his face. He slowly licked his lips as his eyes met with mine. I rolled my eyes, shaking my head, looking to my right.
"Don't think that will make me smile." I folded my lips.
"I know you want to." He said, now standing at the right of me.
"Nope." I slightly smiled, turning to my left. He walked there and grabbed ahold to my arms tightly, not enough to hurt me, but enough to show control.
"What can I do to make it up to you, Delilah?" He asked.
"Yell 'I'm a big dummy stupid head who will never hurt you again'? I smiled.
"I'm not doing that." He shook his head.
"Welp, looks like I'll be going." I smirked, walking off to my car.
"IM A BIG DUMMY STUPID HEAD WHO WILL NEVER HURT YOU AGAIN!" He yelled loudly, smiling. I started my ignition and drove to the entrance where he was.
"Come over my house you big dumbass." I giggled driving off.
LUCAS' POV
