Without You

Part 34 "I'm much better at punching people than talking"

"Would you want kids when you're older?" Luke asks as soon as he sees me on Monday morning. The question catches me a little off guard and my eyes widen slightly.

I shut my locker and turn around, meeting his eyes. His dark, grey eyes stare back into mine and I smile. His face softens and the corners of his lips turn up.

"Yes, I would."

I have always wanted kids. Even when I was younger, I loved to think about how my future would turn out and how many kids I would have. A satisfied smile makes its way onto his lips.

"How many?" He grabs my hands and we walk to our first class.

"I think two or three is a good number," I shrug. I guess more wouldn't hurt. Then again, it would all depend on my husband and I's income.

Wouldn't it be nice to marry Luk- no. We're only in high school. I can't be hoping for marriage out of high school. I'd be hoping for too much.

But, it would be so wonderful to marry someone like him. Or, of course, him. I really have to think about after school though. No one knows what is to come.

"I want a whole football team," he smiles at me from the corner of my eye and we walk into English. His wife is going to be a busy and lucky lady one day. Even though the thought saddens me, being jealous of some random woman down the road won't do anything for me.

I didn't know he wanted that many kids. I knew he liked kids, considering every time we saw one he would nudge me and say 'look at the cute lil' thing.'

I sit in my seat and Luke sits in his behind me. I hear his chair scoot up so that he's right behind me.

"What do you think about having eleven kids?" He leans beside me and I turn my head to meet his eyes.

"I think eleven kids would be quite an experience," I smile back at him as our teacher walks in.

Our morning classes dragged on. Up until it was time for lunch, it felt like the day had lasted twelve hours.

Dazed with my thoughts, I don't notice someone stopping in front of me.

I run into the guy and he catches me as I'm falling. I look up into the face of Jace right as my body is jerked away from him.

An amazing smell and sense of warmth surrounds me as Luke brings me into his arms. By the feeling of his tense body, apparently, he's mad.

I don't know why though.

I step out of his arms and he's glaring at Jace. I grab His gargantuan hand in mine and he looks down at me. I ignore his gaze for now and turn to Jace.

"Sorry for running into you, thank you for catching me." I apologize before dragging Luke away.

"What was that?" I put my other hand on his hand as he stops near the end of the hallway.

"I wasn't goin' to sit there and watch him grab onto you like that!"

"Luke, all he did was catch me from falling," I try and explain.

"No baby, that's not at all what he did. He was feeling up on you," Luke exclaims.

"Well, you did the same thing! Even when we weren't together!" I point out and he opens his mouth to say something, but soon closes it.

"That..that's different. Firstly it's different because you didn't have a boyfriend. Secondly, it's different because," he hesitates, "I wasn't...I wasn't trying to just get in your pants." He winces at what he says.