Lucas’ POVA few weeks later.Coming back to Atherton felt strange as I drove through the quiet neighborhood. It was still the same. Not that I was expecting any major change, seeing I have not been around for a short amount of time. Also, I wanted to surprise Jackie today. The last time I saw her was after the day she left the hospital, and I was excited to see her. I needed to be around her now that she was going to go into labor any day from now.As I got close to our house, my chest tightened. As much as we were being careful with our current state of relationship, I was nervous of what she would think of me coming back or at least staying with her for a few days. I was glad that I told her to stay in our home instead of staying with Andrea so it would be easy for me to come see her without someone holding a knife to my back. I was actually happy that Jackie had people who were there for her, despite the history between the three of us.I arrived and slowly parked in front of the
Lucas’ POVI was sweating bullets as I paced back and forth at the airport entrance. There were still no available flights going to Atherton. My heart was pumping blood faster than usual, making me feel light headed and more restless. Jackie was about to give birth to our child to the world and the universe was about to fuck things up for me. I needed to be there for her, by her side, to make her feel that I was there through the pain she was going through.The moment my phone rang, I checked the ID and it was Maddie calling. I had sent a text to our group chat and they have been in panic mode since then. I answered the call and put the phone to my ear.“Yes, Maddie,” I said, sounding so out of breath as if I had been running around the whole airport building.“Lucas. Where are you now?”“At the airport. What is it?”She said something to someone before clearing her throat.“Lucas. My dad owns a private jet that is in one of the hangers at the airport. I spoke to my father and he said
Lucas’ POVBefore I knew it, Jackie had gone into active labor, close to delivery and was rushed into the labor room. I thought I had been restless hours ago, but now, I feel worse. It was around three in the morning that her contraction got worse and when the doctor and nurses had come to check her, they said she was dilated enough to be in the labor room.Now, I was stuck between going into the room to be with her or dying of worry out here in the hallway. I was partially less worried, just by a very tiny percent, because Andrea was in there with her but that was not enough. I wanted to be with Jackie, by her side. I got her pregnant and the thought of her being there alone, without me, the father of the child, made me feel guilty. It didn’t help that I could also hear the pained screams of other women coming from two rooms.I slid down the wall and sat on the floor, not giving a fuck if it was a hospital floor. I was nervous, sweating and had a funny feeling in my stomach. I wanted
Lucas’ POVAfter I went home to freshen up, I rushed back to the hospital, not wanting to stay away from Jackie and our newborn for too long. When I arrived, I saw our mothers standing at the entrance of Jackie’s room arguing.I stood for a few seconds to understand what was happening, listening in on their argument.“You have no right being here.”“And you do? That is my son’s child there… my grandchild!”“The son who abandoned my daughter?”I needed to put an end to this. They were running their mouths in front of Jackie’s room door and the last thing I needed was for her to hear the things they were saying about us.“You are—”“You better get—”“Enough.” I cut them off and marched over to them. I glared at each of them. “You two need to take your problems away from me and my family. Jackie does not need any of this shit you two are doing and if you cannot get over your fucking problems for once or at least for your kids, I don’t want any of you near us.”I could see the offense on
Lucas’ POVA month has gone by since Jackie brought our son into the world and it has been the best month and at the same time, stress filled. One thing I didn’t prepare for was how loud and fussy a baby could be. Even though the books said babies would keep their parents awake, Drake’s was too much. We barely slept a wink almost every night. He was always hungry. When I asked why he was fussy, my mother told me it came from me.From then, I didn’t complain but right now, it was three in the morning and Drake has been crying.My eyes were heavy, and my arms hurt from carrying him for two hours. Jackie had breastfed him, but he still continued to cry. He was either crying or refusing to sleep. I was sporting a headache already.“Hey, Drake,” I said to him as I rubbed his back softly. “Why don’t you close your eyes so daddy can go to sleep, hm?”The only thing I got was a burp as a response and when I felt a little warm weight on my shoulder blade, I knew he had thrown up. I sighed and
Jackie's POVI smiled as soon as I opened my eyes. Last night had been amazing as memories of it came flooding my head. I rolled onto my side and smiled wider when I saw the man of my dreams laying asleep with his bare and muscular chest open. I bit my lip and placed my hand on his smooth chest, loving the feel of his rigid muscles under my hands. He moaned when I moved my hand down to his abs, running my fingers around them. I was tempted to push my hand into the blanket covering his hips and legs. I shifted my hand up to his face and ran my fingers around his sharp jawline, following the line of his perfect jawline. I touched his pointed nose before touching his soft lips. My core tingled at the memories of how he had given me ultimate pleasure with his mouth and I still blushed when I remember how I had squirted the first time he did it. I felt his lips part and I tensed, hoping he wasn't awake. When he didn't open his eyes, I grinned and scooted closer to his body.I eyed his be
|||We went touring around, finding delight in the beauty of the city. We had left our hotel at midday and had our tour guide walk us around the place, taking in the magnificent buildings centuries old. The chatter in public was enough to make me feel welcome and relaxed, almost as if I was used to the place.I lifted my camera and took a picture of a statue in front of a tall building crowded with people while the tour guide spoke to Lucas behind me. As I dropped the camera, I felt one of the phones vibrating in my purse. I had Lucas' phone with me and we left our phones on vibrate. So, not knowing whose phone was ringing, I unzipped my purse and checked them.Lucas had told me to ignore whenever his phone rang as he wanted to have time for me. All I did was tilt my head to see who it was and I raised an eyebrow when I saw a call from someone named Cindy. I furrowed my eyebrows, trying to remember if I know the person but I came up with nothing. The only people I knew were Axel, Bar
Matured Scene: Steamy.|||I put the butt of my pencil into my mouth and stared at the drawn plan of an engine on the plane white paper spread out on the wide table. I tilted my head to the side, feeling as if there was an error on the diagram. I took out the pencil from my mouth and drummed it against my temple.Through the stress I went through all because of a jealous witch, I had not been able to get an assignment I was supposed to have done which was part of my exam, done. Now, school had resumed for the quarter of this year and I was struggling.As I lowered my pencil to correct a labelling, I felt something warm on my shoulder and I screamed, jumping away from the table while turning around. I hissed in annoyance when Lucas burst out laughing. I glared at him as he laughed more."You scared me," I said and he mellowed down."Aw. Sorry, babe," Lucas said and came closer to me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my forehead."I was so concentrated on my homework, you