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Fifty-Six: good girl

Lukas's POV

I have to admit I wasn't really looking forward to our little trip to the club for several reasons, the most important one being that these visits always end in some kind of drama. Other than that, I'd rather spend some alone time with Bella, without me worrying about other guys lurking at her. And clubbing with my sister isn't something I really enjoy, voluntarily. Living with her and her annoying habits is hard enough as it is.

My fingers were tapping on the steering wheel along with some catchy song as my sister insisted that she went in to get Bella. I kept my eyes on the entrance of Isabella's building and when the two girls, one being mine appeared I felt the corners of my mouth tug up into a smirk. When I glanced over her I was immediately turned on by her appearance but then I realized I wasn't going to be the only bloody guy with eyes in his sockets at the club. Tonight is going to suck. She was wearing a red dress which perfectly exposed her shoulders and collarbones. Her heels made her legs look like they were never ending, her skin smooth and glistening in the yellow streetlights. Her blond locks were curled and hanging loosely over her bare shoulders and for the rest of her I was at a loss of words, she just looked perfect.

Her face lit up when she saw me through the windshield, at least I hoped it was because her eyes locked with mine and I kept following her until her hand reached the door handle. Luckily Mia had a brain for once and let her sit in the front next to me. When Bella flopped down in the seat and turned her face at me I couldn't help but smirk at her again, my stomach attempting multiple backflips.

"Hi." She said glowing with happiness as she grabbed her seatbelt and buckled up. I couldn't keep my eyes off her. That one time she tried to dress more, how do I say it, provocative, I told her she didn't need to, that it wasn't her. But seeing her in this dress I was mentally washing my mouth with soap because it was her, but it was also extremely sexy, so much it made my lips tingle to kiss her bare shoulders and my fingers itch to take it off.

From her seatbelt her eyes met mine and I couldn't resist. I leaned in brushing my nose against her cheek and pressed my lips against hers. "Hi." I whispered against them before being interrupted by my sister.

"Hey, keep the PDA on a low, I have feelings too." Mia laughed, putting her head between the two front seats and I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head.

"Oh really? I always thought you were a coldhearted bitch..." I huffed turning around to death stare her but as soon as the words left my mouth, I felt Isabella swat the back of her hand against my arm. "What?" I shrugged my shoulders. "Wait until you have to carry her annoying drunk ass home later tonight, you'll agree with me." I rolled my eyes once more, while making the engine of my car purr loud and clear.

"Where is Ben?" Isabella asked as I left the parking lot and pulled onto the street, a smile lingering on her lips. She sunk down in the seat, letting her head fall back as her eyes focused on my every move.

"He's meeting us at the club, he lives around the block." I said softly while letting my eyes drift away from the road for a second to stare at her. Her hands were caressing her arms which were covered in goosebumps.

"Are you cold?" I asked her, smiling ear to ear when I remembered the first time I met her I gave her my sweater because I happened to spill my drink on her on purpose. Dick move, I know but look where it got me now...

"A little." Bells chuckled but I was distracted by my childish sister humming along to the radio in the back.

"I don't know if you realized but the weather is getting colder?" I laughed while turning on the heater and pushing the vents towards her. "You didn't bring a jacket?" I said, biting my lip for sounding a bit too overprotective.