Far From Yours
Scarlett then was about to move the table that was locking her way, but Lucas rushed towards her, helping her.
He raised the table, as if he was showing off his strong muscles, and it was screwing with my head, the way he was smirking at her.
Scarlett smiled at him, then she thanked him, my eyes widened. I cleared my throat breaking their eyes contact. Scarlett looked away from him, and I could see a blush on her face. What the fuck was that? And more important, why was I so fucking pissed? But I didn’t give a shit, I walked straight towards him, and grabbed him from his collar…
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