Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy novel Chapter 58

"Boobs?" He finished my sentence, like it came natural to him.

I nodded.

"What's the big deal?" He laughed. "I've already felt them." Lucas bit his lower lip, and run his fingers through his hair.

I blushed and covered my face with my hands.

"Sorry, sorry." He murmured and pulled my hands away. "I was trying to lighten the mood, you're just so nervous. I won't take it off, promise."

I kinda...wanted him to continue. But I didn't know how to say it. I know I act all nervous and embarrassed all the time, but that's just my first reaction. I wanted him kissing me, holding me, touching me...I wanted to get lost in that face of heaven. I gripped on his black shirt and pulled him closer to me. He looked at me with a surprise in his eyes as I gave him a big, wet kiss on those naughty lips.

I softly kissed the tip of his ear. "Don't stop." I whispered, shaking from excitement and slight fear of unknown.

"How can I, when you whisper such innocent words in the most lustful way possible..." Lucas groaned as he took of my shirt...

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After an hour or two of topless make-out session, I awkwardly ran into the bathroom.

As I was brushing my teeth, there was only one sentence burned into my mind - Lucas Dashwood saw my boobs.

My pale, naked boobs.

What the hell?! How am I supposed to go back out there and act normal?! You don't just talk to someone after he'd seen you naked! Or do you? I don't know...You know what? I'll just avoid eye contact.

"Why won't you look at me?" Was the first question coming out of Lucas's mouth. Damn it. I thought my plan was solid genius.

"What?" I snorted. "Don't be silly." I tried looking at him, but end up looking at the toaster.

"You can blush like that after I've seen all of you naked." He cupped my face with his palms, smiling like an idiot. Before I could even react to that ridiculous statement he pulled me closer and slightly bit my lip before giving me a long, steamy kiss.

"What are we doing today?" I asked after stepping out of the fogginess in my brain.

"I know it sounds weird, but it's more intimate. You can have sex with anyone, with people you don't even love and it doesn't mean anything. But holding hands...that means love. It means I care. It means you're not just anybody." He cleared his throat and looked at the ground.

Was he blushing? Maybe revealing his thoughts, emotions to me, was the same for him as being...well, naked in front of him for me. A penny for your thoughts. Or in my case - boobs for your thoughts. So what now, every time I wanna know what he's really thinking I've got to flash him? I laughed at that idea.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing," I said. "it's just that, you're sometimes just as awkward as me."

"Oh please, like I could blush and stutter as cutely like you," He leaned on my head, his hair tickling my face. "especially when you have no clothes on." He spoke softly in my ear.

"Shut up..." I murmured and buried my head into his leather jacket, smelling that ashy essence of cigarettes and washing powder.

"We're here." He gently pinched my cheek.

Lucas bought two tickets, wouldn't even let me pay for my own. And so I went to the zoo for the first time in my life. The first thing I've noticed was a certain smell...of animals. Like, stifling atmosphere drenched into an old goat. Well, no wonder I smelled goats, they were the first thing we saw. Old, smelly black and white goats. They were cute...in a smelly way. I could swear one of them was looking at me like Virginia. Then we passed the reptile house, which Lucas adored. He tried to make me touch a snake...but I don't trust slimy creatures. Ugh. And then the lion cage...I thought I would enjoy the zoo more, but somehow seeing a majestic animal like - a lion, or a lioness made me more sad than happy. I didn't want to look at a king of animals locked in a cage. In a small place, long away from home.