Novel & Cerita Lucas Black Shirtless

I get dressed and go down, finding Lucas putting the last of the dishes away. “You’re not wearing black today?” he asks with a smile. My outfit is beige, with overlaid with multicolored flowers. “I almost didn’t recognize you.” “Ha-ha. I don’t wear black that often.” He cocks an eyebrow. “Fine, I do. But every once in a while I like to mix it up. And it’s hard to find summery clothes in black. It’s hot today and I hate being sweaty when I’m at work.” “You never told me what happened last night.” He sets the dish towel down and strides over, pulling me to him and pressing his pelvis against mine. I bring my hands up, resting them on his firm chest. “I got suspending from the coven.”

"I guess I underestimated the old man." Chloe frowned in confusion, watching as Lucas turned in his seat to look at her. The sight of him was enough to knock the air from her lungs. He was wearing a black Henley shirt that was stretched over his broad shoulder and muscled arms. He was muscled like two mountains guarding the door but Chloe could tell there was strength and agility packed into that hard body that only a well-trained Alpha could possess. It was too dark to see those hazel eyes that were the colour of the wilderness but Chloe thought she saw something akin to desire flash through them making her heart flutter like an excited bird.

You’d think I stepped out in see-through lingerie. "Yeah." His voice drops, turning husky as he leans in. "If we weren’t in a hurry, I’d eat you whole." A shiver runs down my spine, my body instantly reacting to him. Goddess, he knows exactly what he’s doing. But he's right…we need to get moving. I clear my throat, forcing my gaze down his outfit instead. "You look good too," I say, checking him out. Lucas is dressed casually…maroon long-sleeve T-shirt, black cargo pants. And damn, casual Lucas is still so fucking sexy.

I had no choice but to give up, let out a heavy sigh, and go back to bed. Lucas went out shirtless, not only wearing boxer shorts with his typical sleeping wear, but he was in pajama pants that night. I found it weird, but I was too embarrassed to give too much attention to it. I lay on my side while waiting for him to lie down. I waited for him to pull me close, to wrap me around his arms, and to apologize for what he did, but I didn't get any of these until the sun went up the next day.

It was just an ordinary day, so there were no other visitors but them in this area. Standing beside Coco, Lucas wore a white top, black pants, and shoes. The simple color of his outfit complimented his sculpted body, making him look fresh and charming.

Alice "You are going on a raid?" I said incredulously. "Yes," Lucian responded while buckling his belt. "And it would be pointless to ask, to take me along. You won't do that, right?" "Precisely," he responded, fastening his guns. He was dressed in all black. Which was something like his combat gear. His entire team dressed in black, along with several spare black sweatsuits in case their outfit got destroyed during shifting. "Why not? You know I can fight!"

“You can take some clothes off if you need to. I won’t look.” She smirked. “Liar.” He met her eyes, some currents pasing between them. “Okay. I’ll try not to look too much.” She laughed lightly, left with no choice the heat was unbearable now. She removed her oversized hoodie, leaving just sport bra on. Her nipples were already hard from the temperature shift and maybe from the way he looked at her. Lucas followed, he unbuttoned his shirt slowly, showing off a toned hairy chest, abs built from days of hitting the gym. He didn’t stop at a few buttons. He completely shrugged off the shirt tossing it on top of his jacket.

Lucas moves like a blur in the night, stopping right in front of the steps to the back porch. “You changed.” I run my eyes over Lucas. He has on a black t-shirt and dark jeans. There’s no more blood on his face, and even his hair looks a little neater. “You didn’t. Though I have to admit I like the whole dark-Amish look on you. It leaves a lot to the imagination, and trust me, I’ve been imagining what you look like under those clothes since the moment I laid eyes on you.” “It’s the traditional dress code for gatherings.”

, “but, i don't think id survive a second more here.” “Just hear him out.” He double tapped my arm before leaving. Then Lucas began to walk down, Straight faced, white tee ,on, hair styled like perfection, like something outta the magazine. And most especially, Mr Hosea’s dream come true. My butterflies did a secret happy dance. Id ask what made him change his mind but i guess I'm right back to where i started. On my toes. Anxious and nervous.

The two have been friends for years and they got along pretty well. After saying our goodbyes, we left for the airport. It was quiet inside the car. Lucas and I were sitting in the backseat while Kimani was in charge of the wheels. I turned to look at Lucas. He was wearing casual clothes since today wasn't a work day. The black shirt fitted him perfectly with the sleeves rolled above his elbows. His black hair was brushed away from his face, making his features more visible. The black shirt matched perfectly with the black slacks and a pair of black shoes.