CHAPTER SEVENTY

LUCAS'S POV.

The moment I got into my bedroom and turned on the lights, I crashed onto the bed, heaving a loud sigh. God, I was tired. Tired and confused.

What had happened back there with Scarlett? I'd been so very close to kissing her, and if I hadn't thought about the fact that she still in fact entertaining her boyfriend, and it was just only a physical attraction, I was sure I was going to ravage her right there.

I was such a fool. That was such a big mistake. I shouldn't have allowed my lust for her to overpower me so much. I should've controlled myself, should've resisted the temptation of touching her. But of course my body never listened, in fact it had made it so very obvious how much it wanted her.

First the hug and then the almost kiss? God, I was so embarassed of myself.

As I lay there under the light of the chandelier, my mind transported me back to that road and I felt my whole body heating up. Scarlett's dress had been so damn gorgeous under the faint moonlight and