LUCAS’ POV

It's been a week since the family brunch and I tried to put the event behind me. Samantha had been a source of salvation, there's a saying that there was light at the end of the tunnel for some people I included, the light was right beside us– in human form.

We didn't need to talk about it, we both knew our relationship had transcended a step or two steps, even, initially it was a step forward and ten steps behind. Now, it was holding hands and never letting each other go through the ups and downs.

"Good morning pumpkin," I placed a gentle kiss as her eyes fluttered open, she wrapped her hands around me and snuggled closer.

I could stay like this forever, provided I was with Samantha Storm.

"Hey…how was your night?" She kissed the nape of my neck and the urge to take her filled me. It wasn't about the vacations nor the good sex it was in the way she loved me, without counting the cost. She knew I wasn't perfect but she loved me. It was in the little things, the way she defended me whe