LUCAS

“Having fun, little wolf?”

The words echoed in my head. I was still puzzled by the new feeling erupting in my body when he brushed his lips against my neck. No one had ever done something like that to me before. I had no idea how to react. So, I closed my eyes and forced my brain to stop thinking and let my body move on its own.

Our bodies moved in unison.

He grabbed my hand, which sent shivers down my spine, and swirled me around. That's when I got to see him for the first time. He stood tall over me, with dark blonde hair and forest green eyes. He had me completely enthralled. I couldn't take my eyes away from him, and he was staring at me like I was a food item.

He was simply stunning. I inspected his body, letting my hand roam over his wide shoulders, strong chest, and torso. He was gifted with a good amount of muscles that complemented his physique. I also noticed a tattoo peeking through the opening of his shirt when he moved.

“What are you looking at?” he whispered in my ear, and that sent shivers down my spine.

“Nothing!” I shook my head, keeping my eyes on his lips. It was impossible for me to look directly into his eyes.

“Okay!” he said, and I found myself getting lost in him. He was saying something, but I didn't hear it, just saw his lips move. I waited for a few seconds before he cleared his throat.

"Huh?!" I questioned, and he smirked, probably knowing about the effect he was having on me. How can he not? Guys like him always do.

"Let's get something to drink," he said, and I nodded my head in agreement. "By the way, are they your friends?"

He pointed behind me, and I turned to see both Cami and Phineas staring at us. Phineas gave me a small embarrassed smile, and Cami whistled when our eyes met. Phineas tried stopping her, but she dragged him to where we were standing. She shamelessly checked out the man and offered him her hand.

"Hey, I'm Camilia. Her best friend." She was drunk, and that was always a bad sign. Phineas apologized with his eyes, trying to pull her away.

The man surprisingly shook her hand and offered her a smile, while I cringed. "I'm Lucas."

“Girl, you scored," she said quite loudly when Lucas turned to introduce himself to Phineas. He felt the awkwardness of the situation too. However, neither Camilia nor Lucas seemed to be bothered by that.

"Shut up, Cami. We should go now, let them dance," Phineas tried to take her away.

"You have to get laid tonight, Kat. You're not going to find another one like him," she said as she was being pulled away by Phineas. "Mr. L, take care of my bestie, and be gentle. She's like a new pack of tissues, if you know what I mean."

She laughed and then dared to wink at him.

"I'm so sorry about my friend. She's hammered." I was embarrassed by her, but he seemed to enjoy it because he was laughing.

"No, it's okay. My youngest brother is just like her." He rubbed my cheek with his thumb. "Now, stop clenching your jaw and relax."

“Sorry!"

He chuckled, "Don't apologize. Tell me, do you want to get drinks or should we get out of here?"

"I can do another drink," I said, clearing my throat and turning toward him, still unable to look him in the eyes. "I'm sober already."

"What can I get you?" the cute bartender from before questioned, smiling at me.

"Uh... what you gave me last time," I was unsure, and that was apparent in my voice.

"You don't drink much, right?" Lucas rubbed my back affectionately.

"That obvious?" I questioned, and he just grinned.

“Bring us a bottle of Russo-Baltique.” The bartender looked at him to make sure he had heard correctly. That confused me, so I too focused my eyes on Lucas.

"Please give me a few minutes; I have to bring the keys from the back," the bartender said when Lucas repeated his order.

"Sure, bring us two glasses and some ice. I'll be over there at my seat," Lucas said, and when the bartender left, he told me to follow him.

"What is that drink?" I questioned as we walked toward the seat. "The bartender looked really surprised with the order."

"Just vodka," he said, gesturing for me to take a seat before getting in himself. "Anyway, I'm Lucas, and you are?"

"Katherine," I said, tugging the loose strands of my hair behind my ear.

"That is a very beautiful name," he commented as the bartender brought us the drink and poured it into two glasses.

I thanked him when he turned to leave, and giving me a smile, he disappeared into the crowd. I took a sip after Lucas and realized it wasn't just vodka. The drink both smelled and tasted rich, and that told me Lucas was loaded. Even the bottle looked quite expensive.

"You like the drink?" he questioned.

"Yes, and now I understand why the bartender was shocked when he heard the name," I commented, daring to look into his forest-green eyes. He chuckled, getting closer to me. "But you don'yt have to buy..."

He wouldn't let me finish. Before I could, he grabbed my face and said, "I'm sorry for cutting you in the middle, but I really want to kiss you. If that's okay with you."

I nodded my head, and he leaned forward, pressing his lips harshly onto mine. He grabbed my back with one hand, while the other rubbed my breasts. I moaned when we pulled away to catch a breath, and hearing it, he once again captured my lips.

Our lips moved against each other in sync. I let my fingers graze through his soft hair as he pulled me closer. Expertly, he slipped his tongue into my mouth, swirling it with mine. I tried to control the heat erupting inside me while keeping up with him.

He slowly pulled away, and I saw a smirk appear on his face. "It was your first kiss, wasn't it?"

His words sent chills down my spine, and thousands of questions came to my mind. Am I really that bad? Did I make a mistake? Was I supposed to do something else?

"Y-yes."

"You're really cute, has anyone ever told you that?"

"Huh?"

He stood up and offered me his hand. "Do you want to come with me tonight? And it's okay if you don't want to."