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Fifty-One: blowing off steam

Lukas's POV

Of course, my nosy ass sister had to ruin this for me, fuck it gossip really goes around fast at this sick school. Time to be honest for once.

Bells looked at me with a questioned look, supporting her chin with one of her hands. Damn she looked so adorable and if I wasn't in serious trouble right now, I would slide over in the booth and kiss her, which I have been wanting to do ever since we got here. But I had some explaining to do... so either way I slid around our booth, sitting next to her.

"It's nothing really. I didn't do anything he didn't deserve." I whispered, not trying to make a scene in the restaurant but our booth was all the way in the back, far away from the few customers present, they wouldn't even hear if we were having a fight. She moved, facing me, and I cursed under my breath when I couldn't read the expression on her face. I couldn't tell if she was mad or relieved.

"Lukas, you hit him with a freaking tray, that's not nothing..." She whispered back; I couldn't even tell what that tone in her voice meant.

"He and his cocky jock friends were making fun of you! Fucking moaning your name through the cafeteria and then he told me you begged him for sex when he assaulted you in that car. What was I supposed to do, let it slide? The scumbag deserved to eat that piece of metal." I tried to defend my actions. My words changing the look on Bella's face from unreadable to clear as day. She was horrified and it was all my fault. I put my hand on her leg, but she seemed petrified, not even reacting to what I was saying, and I was starting to feel a bit, a whole bit, desperate. "Bells, I'm sorry. I was so m-"

She cut me off before I could finish my sentence, frowning her brows at me with an angry expression on her face once my words had sunken in. "Sorry for what...You should have hit him with a freaking chair. I can't believe he's telling peop-"

"Wait what?" I said, squeezing her leg, almost slapping myself in the face because I couldn't believe what I just heard her say. She's not mad at me?? What the hell. "I just told you I hit him with a fucking metal tray and you're not even mad?" She looked like she was boiling, the look in her eyes determined and ready to rip Drew's head off and I had to admit it was quite the turn on.

"Oh, I'm mad! But why should I be mad at you for defending my honor? I can't believe Drew did that, he's going too far Lukas..." She whispered but the anger in her voice was unmistakably present. She was fuming and sexy as hell and I couldn't help it to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear as she continued to rant about Drew. "I did not beg him, I didn't...I would never!" She said, squinting her eyes at me with disbelief, as I kept staring at her with a warm feeling radiating through my body.

"I know you didn't." I said softly while trailing my hand up her spine to the back of her neck, putting my fingers through her hair to comfort her, but nothing seemed to slow down her ranting train.

"You were there you saw what he did... He's such a scumbag, He's probably telling everybody we had sex... Oh god...no, what wrong with that guy. It's disgus-"

"Bells, calm down... He's not worth it." I cut her off, my fingers still softly caressing the back of her neck. She sighed and bit her lip, nearly sending me over the edge as it only made her look even sexier than she already did.

She took a deep breath, her eyes fluttering shut while I didn't miss and inch of her. When she opened her eyes, she didn't look calmer, on the contrary, she looked very...determined. She surprised me when she leaned in, smashing her lips against mine while scooting closer. I thanked myself for already having my hand on the back of her neck so I could keep her close like that and she intensified our kiss, her tongue licking my lips to ask an entrance. I would be a crazy man if I didn't grant her excess, so I parted my lips until I felt her tongue on mine. I couldn't help to feel the excitement growing at my core. Thank god we're at the back of the restaurant. Her hand found a spot on my thigh, her little fingers digging into my jeans, not helping my case of instant hardness and it made me take a sharp breath when her hand moved closer to the most excited part of me. Fuck, I want to take her home right now.