The rest of the class passes by without a hitch and I manage to slip out of the room at the end of the class thanks to a fellow student asking Lucas questions. I catch his eyes as I’m leaving and watch as they darken, clearly pissed that he wasn’t able to stop me from leaving.
I can’t help but other analyse everything, I know I’m already in too deep but what am I going to do, we already can’t keep our hands of each other, we can’t make it through the class without anything happening, pretty soon somebody is going to catch on to what’s happening if we’re not careful.
Oh lizzie you’re so fucked I think to myself as I pull my coat tighter around my body.
I almost reach the train station as a black car pulls up beside me, I pick up my pace as the horn beeps on the car and I hear the familiar deep voice call out;
“can an offer you a lift home?” as I glance back, he’s smirking that signature smirk at me.
“honestly it’s no issue Sir, almost at the train station, then a nice easy ride home” I smile at Lucas, not wanting to him to go out of his way for me
“well you’ve already slipped out of my reach today, and you forget how close we live to each other, seems silly you getting a train when I’m going to when you need to get too” Lucas opens up his door, almost stepping out of his car
“okay, okay. You make a point, I didn’t realise we lived so close to each” I bite my lip hoping he believes my lie, of course I know how close he lives to me, I went to his house. I’m almost kicking myself at the stupid remark, he’ll see right through me.
Lucas looks disappointed as I climb into the car, muttering a single word “one”
I glance at him, confusion clear “one?”
“Yes, Lizzie. One. Let that number reach five for the times you have lied to me or disobeyed me and I’ll have no option but to punish you” He presses the button that locks all the doors and I can’t help but swallow loudly, will I ever learn not to piss him off? or maybe, just maybe I want him to punish me.
I watch as his eyes darken, realising I had spoken my thoughts out loud again, why do you keep doing this around him Lizzie? For hells sake. I sink lower in the seat, trying to hide the blush that had crept onto my face.
“Maybe you want me to punish you?” Lucas groans as he repeats my words. “oh, pet you really don’t know what you’re doing to me” I watch as his hands tighten on the steering wheel, knuckles turning a snow white.
I sit a little straighter, daring myself to confront him and not to hide, can’t back down from what I have said, best to tease the devil. “So, Sir?” I smile sweetly at him, flipping my hair to side as I angle my body towards him.
“What exactly am I doing to you” I bite my bottom lip drawing his eyes down to them.
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