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Jackie’s POV

I barely slept a wink last night when my head was full of Lucas and my relationship with him. I felt like my high school self when I met Lucas. Butterflies in my belly and heart fluttering. Stupid absentminded smile throughout the night and head empty, just Lucas. I needed to control myself or it was the hormones making me act the way I was being. I was certain it was my pregnancy hormones. I wanted his touch on my body, ever since he left. Something about getting him to fuck me, to make me come undone from his touch burned inside me.

I sighed from frustration when I started to throb from the images of a shirtless Lucas, standing before me with his muscular upper body displayed for me to look at with him in gray sweatpants that would be low on his hips, those hips that I found sexy, especially when his V-line was showing.

“Damn it,” I said under my breath and slowly got out of bed, dispelling the images of Lucas. “Get a hang of your damn self.”

Someone knocked on my door,