More Questions than Answers

Over the next month, Lucas and I worked on building our relationship. It wasn’t alwasy easy but we managed to figure out what worked for us. I spent every weekend with him at his house and he would spend a couple of nights a week at mine. The more time I spent with him the more I noticed how much he would have to take private calls and sometimes how those calls would send him away for hours at a time.

Lucas tried to keep the illegal aspect of his life separate from our personal relationship but it always seemed to leak in. I never knew exactly what was going on but I knew it wasn’t the club sending him out in the early hours of the morning. He would occasionally get calls from the club but they hardly ever required him to actually leave. His other calls however seemed to always require his immediate attention.

I still struggled sometimes with things, I became aware of my guards when I was out without Lucas. I paid more attention to the stares we received wh