Lucas Baker Hoodie Novels & Stories

Black hoodie, gloves, and jeans. Even the damn helmet is matte black. Meanwhile I’m still wearing his rainbow sweatshirt. How humiliating. I tighten my grip on the helmet under my arm. “There are buses for this, y’know?” I argue. “There are diseases on those buses.” “There are also seats.” Lucas finally turns slightly, enough for me to catch the smirk in his voice. “With a motorcycle,” he says, “you’ll know every nook and cranny of London in a few hours.” “That sounded deeply threatening.”

A black SUV pulls into the Nakamura driveway—engine cuts, doors open. Seras steps out first—black hair pulled into twin space buns, one red sunrise strand falling down each side of her face like deliberate flames. She’s in casual travel clothes: black leggings, oversized blue Lakeside hoodie (old one from high school), sneakers. But even in jeans and a hoodie, she radiates that untouchable sunrise glow—gold tips flickering faintly at her hair ends. Lucian follows—human form, tall and broad, dark hair tied back, dragon-scale tattoos peeking at his collar.

I went to the front entrance, staring out at the parking lot through the glass doors. The black SUV pulled into the lot with a screech of tires that made the valet jump. The headlights cut through the dark like twin daggers. Luca stepped out. He wasn't wearing a suit. He was in a dark hoodie and jeans, his face a mask of cold, controlled fury. He didn't look like a student. He looked like a hunter. He started toward the doors, and I realized I had exactly ten seconds before my two worlds collided in front of fifty witnesses.

said Tyler, still holding her up in the air. Autumn rolled her eyes. "Fine. I love you. Happy?" He put her down and chuckled. "Of course." Autumn rolled her eyes. I turned to Hunter and only now did I realize the hoodie he was wearing had 'Keep Calm and Be A Potterhead' printed on the front with a little golden snitch on top of the word 'keep'. "What on earth are you wearing?" He flinched and looked at me nervously. "Do you like it?"

She grabbed one of the two beers that stood by his side and made her way in. Lucas swigged his beer as he took a languid look at his sister. He wasn't leering, but he wasn't completely indifferent to her swimsuit, either. It was a one-piece, fire-red, and sported an oval cutout right in the middle of her abdomen. His attention gravitated to the bare skin of her trim, sexy tummy.

Note to self: never underestimate the power of a good shower. Freshened up and slightly less corpse-like, I threw on another pair of oversized clothes and dragged myself down the stairs, face blank, emotions buried. I headed to the kitchen and spotted pancakes on the table. Lucas’s specialty. I grabbed two slices like a ninja and was halfway to the door when, “Woah, Princess. No good morning?” Lucas’s amused voice rang from behind. I froze mid-step. Nope. Not turning around. Not giving him the satisfaction. Lucas appeared in front of me, grinning like a baker who just stole a cookie. He wore his favorite apron, the ridiculous pink one that read “Kiss the Cook or Die Trying.” His face and hai

I walked to the kitchen to make some coffee to start my day, but I was completely unprepared for the sight that greeted me. Lucas stood next to the refrigerator, holding a jar of pickles. But it was not the pickles that caught me off guard, he was only in a pair of grey sweatpants, his golden tanned skin exposed. My gaze swept through his muscled torso, down to his defined abs going down and tracing the hairy v-shaped line leading beneath his white underwear sticking just above the sweatpants.

Alexandria POV " hey babe did you see my gray hoodie? "Luke say searching the closet with his back turned to me “You mean the gray one with red writings on it?" I answer knowing full well which one he is talking about. "Yup, that one, the only gray one I have and you know that" he says peeking his head out of the closet looking at me with one eyebrow raised. "No, nop I don't know which one you are talking about" I answer all innocent with the biggest duo eyes I could master.

Lora says with a smile as she invites the viewers too. The picture was finally shown behind them on the big screen as they turned their backs to see the picture is shown to the viewers. "The guy is wearing a black hoodie on, with a black cap and another brown unzipped jacket over it. He does look like Milo Beckett, look at those eyes!” John motions his head to Lora, “But we still don't know if that was really him. There was no confirmation. And, he was alone with no guards surrounding him.”

"Wear these. I'm gonna go to the bathroom." And with that he was out the door. I looked at the hoodie. It was grey and had 'Aaron Walker' written in black font at the back. I sighed before throwing my old clothes and putting the new ones on. I laughed when the shorts looked like three quarter pyjamas due to the height difference.