Lori Hugs Lincoln Novels & Stories

He then pulls back and whispers, "I would love to stay and have more fun with you Aurora, but I am waiting on your mate to find and try to rescue you... And then once he is taken care of, I will claim all of you as my own!" Lincoln gives me one last kiss and then climbs out of the cage, shutting and locking the door behind him. I then hear the door to the car close as an 'all set' howl echoes throughout the woods.

Startled, Vicky was about to resist when she heard a low voice whispering into her ear. "Vicky, it's me." Vicky recognized the voice and was slightly taken aback. "Lincoln?" she whispered. "What are you doing here?" "I have something to discuss with you." Lincoln motioned for her to enter the fitting room. Vicky looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so she took the coat and entered the fitting room before turning to look at Lincoln, who was wearing a mask and a hat. "Did something happen? Are we unable to leave the day after tomorrow?" she asked.

She hugged him from behind and Lincoln asked why she stepped out quickly like a man. Did the water touch her body at all? They both started laughing. He turned and saw her tying only a towel. "Do you have night wear here?" Lincoln asked and Rose said yes. She pulled the strap around his robe and was removing his robe from his body when Lincoln held her hand. He looked at her, he understood what she meant but doesn't want it now. "Not now please" he said and tried wearing the rope back. This is not the time to romance and have sex, he is emotional down and needs time to go over his life and the event so far.

Lincoln glances at the fingers of one of the guards who’s wearing a metal ring. “I had to hit her!” the guard growls. “She wasn’t eating and was crying for her daddy!” Jo whimpers at the sight of Lincoln. She knows who he is. He’s Halsey’s boyfriend! Or rather, the guy Jo dislikes. “Are you hurt?” Lincoln asks in a wary tone. “No, I’m in Disneyland, having the time of my life!” Jo sarcastically remarks. “He hit me! I’m hurt, duh!”

They were waiting to capture some interesting news and topics. "There was traffic on the road!" Lindsay held her arms and acted cutely, which made the crowd confused. "The dinner is about to begin. Let's go." Gloria held her daughter's hand and walked aside Lincoln. The three of them walked onto the stage under the attention of everyone. Lincoln took a look at the people below and smiled. The reporters were all ready. Looking at the three of them, they were all guessing their relationship. "Dear friends, relatives, and my fellow reporters. Today, I'm going to introduce my precious daughter to all of you. This is my daughter, Lindsay Lewis," Lincoln introduced Lindsay to everyone.

Her ride came in time and she arrived a bit later than she estimated but she saw Lincoln standing at the door smiling. “Come on in best friend! Why don’t you get a daiquiri and some of the ratatouille that is the special today. The treat is on me.” Lincoln said as he bowed and hugged her. Elise was pleasantly surprised about the change but she felt the hug was lingering so she smacked his head.

"W-What are you doing?" Lincoln was tied to a tree, and he was so anxious that he began stammering. However, the Traffic Light Trio had no intention of letting him go. They wouldn't let go of anyone involved in a scandal with Liam. Thus, Lincoln spent the night tied to the tree. Even though he didn't return overnight, Liam didn't notice. It was an elderly man who was out for morning exercises who discovered Lincoln and rescued him. After this incident, Lincoln vowed not to get involved in matters related to the Traffic Light Trio anymore.

Xander asks, kissing the top of my head. That sounds fucking amazing, actually. I nod, and I feel him smile into my hair. “Come on,” he says, pulling back slightly. I’m about to step away when Lincoln bends down and sweeps me up into his arms. I blink at him as I automatically wrap my arms around his neck to hold on. He grins down at me. “I wasn’t ready to let go yet,” he says with a slightly apologetic shrug. I smile back. “I’m not complaining.”

He stood up and walked over to me, and tears rolled down my face when he sat next to me. Lincoln leaned over and pulled me into a hug, and I held on to him tightly. “You gave me such a scare, Eva,” he said in a trembling voice, his shoulders sagging as he lost all his will and cried in my arms. “I thought I'd lost you, too.” My heart ached at that, I suspected he must have gone through a lot with the Lydia saga. “I didn't mean to scare you. I'm so sorry.” I planted wet kisses on his face.

So, Lincoln never had the time to HAVE FUN like kids his age. As he stared at the entrance, his inner kid submerged and he couldn't feel more glad and grateful towards Evie. He was so overjoyed that he lost himself in the moment and hugged her. “Oh!” “Thanks for bringing me here, Evie,” He muttered, “I really mean it. Thank you.” Evie, at first, a little surprised by his sudden embrace, relaxed and patted him on the back, “Sure.” Lincoln disentangled from the hug and held her by the hand, “Come on, let's go.”