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Chapter thirty seven

Maya's pov
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"No, I'm telling ya', that was the wildest day of my life." Lucas chuckled, gently wiping some food from his lips with a tissue.

The restaurant he'd taken me too was so beautiful. It was a fancy one, but not too fancy. The owner was very kind and offered us his special dessert since it was our first date out.

And probably because Lucas and I are all over the news.

Along with what Dom Pierre Pérignon said tastes like stars, our night continued into a dreamy world.

Champagne, if you were unsure of what I was talking about.

I didn't feel like drinking, still having in mind what Riley mentioned earlier, so I only acted like I took some sips of it.

I met Lucas green eyes, feeling like I fell in love with him all over again. I must have smiled like an idiot, because he asked me quickly: "What are you so smiley for?"

I blushed lightly, biting my lower lip as Lucas thumb gently stroke my hand that he was holding. "You. I'm so happy, I don't know what else to do." I smiled.

"I could sit here forever admiring you, but I really want to take you home." He smirked, his words sending shivers down my spine as they left his lips.

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We walked hand in hand to his car, parked on the other side of the road because of the busy traffic on the side of the restaurant.

I leaned my head on his shoulder, actually reaching that high because my incredible tall heels. As we got to the car, Lucas opened the door for me.

"Gentleman tonight?" I teased as I jumped in, putting on my seatbelt.

"I'm always a gentleman!" Lucas playfully answered as he leaned down and smiled. "It costs a kiss to drive with me." He added.

I rolled my eyes and happily kissed him. Our lips moving in sync. "Dork." I said as we pulled away.

"But I'm your dork." He winked and closed the door before running over to the drivers side.

I felt this strong feeling in my chest. Being so emotional and happy all at once, only being able to describe the feeling as strong love. Love that was only getting stronger and stronger for that texan Huckleberry.

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Lucas shut the door with his foot, not wanting to break the passionate kiss we were sharing. He opened up my coat, letting his hands run down my curves, and to my ass.

"Jump." He mumbled into the kiss. As I jumped, his hands got a strong grip under my thighs as I wrapped them around his torso.

He walked us over to the kitchen and sat me down on the counter. He started kissing his way down my neck, sucking on my sensitive skin. His kissed his way back to my lips as I moaned, kissing me softly before pulling away.

We panted hard and Lucas rested his forehead against mine. "I wanna wait till later with this, I wanna do something else first." Lucas smiled looking me in the eyes.

"Why?" I whimper, grabbing his fancy dress jacket bringing him closer. Letting my hands underneath it, slowly taking it off him. Lucas groaned and grabbed my wrist after the jacket fell down to the floor.