It's been two years that Kalani has been waiting on Lucas.
It's been two years since Lucas left.
It's been two years since they've spoken.
It's been two years since he said he'd come back to her.
But little does Kalani know, all that's been forgott...
CAUTION : THIS CHAPTER HAS A SEX SCENE IN IT. SO ONLY READERS ABOVE 18! NAH, IM KIDDING, JUST READ AT YA OWN RISK. KAY? Kay.
Kalani |10:45 pm
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It was a rainy and cold night. I wasn't going anywhere and nobody was coming here. I still wasn't speaking to Trinity and Lucas, well, you know.
So, I am lying in bed watching the new Jigsaw and eating a pizza.
I paused the movie as I thought I heard a knock on my door. I listened and heard another one. I got up and grabbed the knife that was in my bedside drawer and slowly crept downstairs. I looked out my peephole and froze up.
What is he doing here? I told him that I couldn't see him anymore, so why is he here?
I put the knife on the kitchen counter and opened the door just when he was about to walk off.
Me: Lucas, what're you doing here?
He looked at me and sighed.
Lucas: Amber put me out, ian have nowhere else ta go.
He was soaking wet from standing on my uncovered doorstep.
It was hard to even think about saying no.
Me: Come in.
He nodded and came inside the house rubbing his hands together in a way to warm them up.
Me: Clothes off.
Lucas: What?
Me: I hope you aint think you was gonna come in here and wet up my floors and furniture.
Lucas: Yea' you right.
He began to take off his clothes and my eyes couldn't help their selves as they watched his biceps.
Lucas: Can you be any more obvious?
I looked at his face which had a smirk on it.
Me: Shut up.
I grabbed his wet clothes and took them down the hall to the half bath that also had the washer and dryer in it. I put them in the washer and grabbed the box from above. I turned around and saw him standing there in just his boxers.
Lucas: What's that?
Me: All the clothes I took from you two years ago. You look the same size so, maybe something in here will fit you.
I shoved the box into his chest and headed out to the kitchen. I grabbed a cup from the cupboard and poured some Kool-Aid into the cup. Lucas soon came out in some sweatpants and no shirt with some socks.
Me: What couldn't find a shirt?
Lucas: Nah, I found multiple, I just ain' wanna put one on.
I rolled my eyes and slid the cup over to him. He sat at the island and thanked me.
