LUCAS’ POV

My heart flustered when I felt her tender lips pressed against mine. I wanted to tighten my grip around her and deepen the kiss. The scent of her hair filled my nose and I burned with passion– Lord! I wanted to scream because it was hard pretending I was asleep and not feeling anything. But, I'd let her have her way and not interrupt her.

I didn't want to get ahead of myself and that kept me in check. I didn't want to see Samantha for more than she truly was to me– a substitute bride. I wouldn't dare do anything stupid even though it was a difficult task to keep my hands around her only. I tried to remind myself that there was no love and would ever be, between the both of us. The kiss wasn't the one that asked for more than it was intended– it meant I care about you, nothing more.

The kiss lingered for a few more minutes till she pulled away. I was relieved even though I didn't want it to end just yet– Lucas get a grip of yourself. Besides, I couldn't let just bring my guard down eas