LiarLiar

Chapter 42 - My Lucas

*Charlotte'sPointOfView*

"Justin your phone is ringing" I call for him from my bed

"Who is it?" He shouts back from the bathroom

"Laura" I tell him after checking the caller ID. Who is she?

"Answer it" he grumbles

"Hello?" I answer the phone with a smile

"Hi, is uh Justin there?" She speaks down the phone in a rush

"He's in the bathroom, can I pass a message?" I try to be as polite as possible, she seems rude

"Lucas please don't touch that it's hot" she scalds the child and I understand her snappy attitude now

"Lucas?" I murmur

"Yeah, can you tell Justin we will be over in a couple of hours" her voice is more calm now

"Yeah sure I'll let him know" I assure her before hanging up the phone

"What did she need?" Justin's asks sitting at the foot of my bed in his baggy sweat pants

"She said she will be over in a couple of hours" draping my arms over his shoulders I scratch lightly up end down his chest "who is she anyway?" I ask placing small kisses on his neck

"Just an old friend" he rolls his head back relaxing under my touch

"She has a son, Lucas" I begin to inform him "I remember her, kind of. Is it my Lucas?"

"Yeah baby it is" he hums turning around to face me

"I haven't seen him in two almost three years" I sigh feeling my heart ache. The last time I saw Lucas was at the hospital after giving birth to him

"You'll be okay, he's a good kid" Justin promises pecking my lips

"Wait" I shuffle back "I met him before didn't I?" I'm still trying to cope with this whole memory situation but as more things happen I start to remember a lot more. My memories aren't gone their just faded and jumbled up a little that's all.

"You met him once for like five days"

Justin tells me about the time is met him and the memories slowly start to come back

"I remember, sort of" I sigh massaging his shoulders. He's so tense and stressed out, work probably. But he needs to relax.

"You're amazing" he reaches his hands back pushing me off him before turning around to lay on top of me. "The nurse said we can't fuck, she didn't say anything else" he trails kisses down my bare stomach before slowly pulling my panties away "fuck you're so wet" he appreciates as he runs his fingers over my most sensitive area. I won't lie I've been thinking of him, us, and I want him more than ever.

"We can't J" I protest as I lay helplessly under him desperate for his touch knowing that it could be dangerous but I don't care I need the feeling of his skin in mine. The love, the passion when we are one. That's what I need. It's been over four months and it's driving me to insanity

"Keep your pretty little mouth shut princess" he leans down kissing me, his lips are soft and gentle against mine but his kisses are rough

"Justin" I whimper beneath him

"You're always so ready for me" he brushes his thumb over my wet lips

"We really can't" I squeeze my legs together trying to stop the anticipation

"You're all hot and bothered baby let me fix it" he uses his hands to push my legs apart before sliding done between them

"Holy fuck" I hiss as soon as his tongue lands on me. My hands instantly find his hair as I tug and pull at it while he works his magical mouth against me, I need the friction but as soon as I try to push down he grips my hips keeping me still making my body burn. Being as weak as I am I don't even try to hold back it's been too long.