Standing just over 6'2 inches Lucas aka Luke Williams is known for his bad boy charm, with his jaw dropping appearance and sex appeal Lucas find him a target to distract him from running wild but what he didn't know was that target would be the ulti...
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Lucas Pov
Sitting here in front of the fire place at three o' clock in the morning with a bottle of vodka at my feet going over some old pictures of me and Tamara which made me feel some sort of guilt. Shit been crazy the last couple days between us. First to only know that my baby girl wasn't the only child I fathered with but being the man that practically lost his fiancé within two days over a shit I barely even know. After that Shit just went left if you asked me. The clock was heard behind me followed by the heat of the fire before me to keep me warm in this cold dusty ass place. Winter was over but deep down it sure feels it though as I toss old letters and pictures of me and Sheryl along with Tam.
The death of Juice took a toll on all of us especially her, shit I didn't know it was that serious to her more than anyone but for his daughters that's where I felt it most. Those three beautiful girls he left with Tiffany.
The heat smacks me across my dark intense face, with sweat running down on either side of my cheek buried in the lines from my pure African skin. I then glimpse at a letter from seventeen year old Sheryl. The envelope was still sealed as I used my thumb to brushed against the back ripping it open then pulling it out. It clearly was written on a pink paper followed by a heart sticker to keep it firm from opening.
I furiously yet eagerly opened the letter before me reading it all loud in the open.
You're different and special You're different and special in every way imaginable You love me from my hair follicles to my toenails You got me feeling like the breeze, easy and free and lovely and new Oh when you touch me I just can't control it When you touch me, I just can't hold it The emotion inside of me, I can feel it.
I smiled at the very thought about our childhood memories, sure she wasn't my first but she did kept her own and packed it down. Truthfully If I hadn't fuck Jasmine the same time Sheryl and I would probably be together but I guess if I didn't fuck her over things wouldn't be as bad as I thought.
Sighing to myself I then rip the paper in two tossing it in to the fire while fumbling with the junk that's in between in my feet. The Calvin Klein black boxers curled up beneath my hip and pelvic as I hunched over the sofa still fumbling around some old papers.
