Lucas' P.O.V. Rose was in class right now with plans to eat lunch with Hailey later. I'm taking this time to read her journals, and then hang out with Leo. Work is taken care of, having stayed up late to get it done. I hated wasting time with Rose, so I have started to work at night while she sleeps. I'm awake then anyway. I decided to read inside the small cafe on campus that Rose took me to one morning. This use to be my favorite spot to get work done when I was attending here. The smell of coffee is soothing and has always helped me to focus better. I opened up Rose's journal almost to the end of her sophomore year now. It seemed with Ian around she was able to handle high school better. She was still picked on, or messed with, but Ian was always by her side to comfort her or defend her. I do think that Rose's first love is not her ex Julius, but this Ian guy instead. I hate to admit it, but I am a bit jealous of Ian. He was able to rescue her back then. I wish I could have. I w

Lucas' P.O.V. Cooking with Rose was lots of fun, but the clean up was even better. I seemed to be unable to contain myself around her as I leaned her over the counter after we cleaned up and slammed into her again. She didn't seem to mind through her moans of pleasure, allowing me to cum inside her this time. When she turned to face me she looked so in love that my heart almost stopped. Her beautiful icy blue eyes captivated me like no other. It's hard to describe the warm joy that she makes me feel by just looking at her. I love this woman too much for my own good. She could destroy me if she wanted to, but I know she won't. She's my Rose and I had finally climbed past her thorns and to the center of her soft petals. "I love you, Olive, so very much." I wanted her to hear the sincerity in my voice as I said. Notice the seriousness and the joy in which I told her. I only ever used her real name when I wanted her to know how serious I was being. She looked up at me past those long l

Olive's P.O.V. "You look too good to go out." Lucas whispered in my ear by our front door. "Whatever, says the one who's too hot for his own good." I rolled my eyes at him. We were heading out to meet Leo, Lisa and Rachel –who had come into town again. We decided to try the new nightclub that just opened up. It's supposed to be hard to get in to but Lucas and Leo's money made that an easy problem to solve apparently. "Are you going to dance with me all night, Rose?" He asked me as we headed to the car. "Maybe or maybe I'll dance with Lisa or Rachel too." I winked at him, teasing him in my own way. "Fine then when you dance with them I'll dance with Leo. It'll be too hot for you to resist and you'll come begging me to dance." He joked. "Oh, I'd actually really like to see that." I laughed, wondering if Leo would ever agree to that. Probably not. "Consider it done then." He winked at me again before pulling out of our parking spot. The air was cold with winter rolling in. I won

Olive's P.O.V. It seems things come faster when you're dreading them. Tonight was Lucas' last night before he leaves for his cabin trip. We decided to spend the day together just the two of us. There was a lot of fucking…and I mean a lot. He said he wanted to get his weeks worth and that when he came back he'd do it again. My legs were completely useless to me right now, having been ravished by the sex god I get to call my boyfriend. We were talking about small silly things on the couch now. Trivial matters that kept the conversation going and light. We were trying to stay happy and positive, even though it felt like Lucas was taking a piece of me with him. I know I'm being dramatic, it's only a week, but still. It's a week and we haven't been apart since his accident. It's almost been two months now. It's a big difference when you go from seeing someone every day to not at all for a week. "Favorite memory?" He asked me. "That's a hard one," I said, tapping my finger on my chin as

Lucas’ P.O.V. My sweet Rose arrived in her hometown a little while ago. She had been sending me texts all day about what she was up to. I snapped a picture of the hot chocolate I was drinking beside the fire with Lisa, sending it to her with a smile. Rose: You have hot chocolate, but I have joe. She replied with a picture of a cup of coffee and a big burly tattooed man that looked like he could butcher people for a living. Rose has some interesting company. Lucas: Should I be worried? Rose: Ha! No way. Joe’s my mom’s ex, my tattoo artist and my therapist all in one. You'll meet him when we come here together. I smiled, knowing she wanted me to come with her next time. I liked that she wanted to introduce me to others. She's not afraid to show me off. Lucas: And when will that be? I'm not a very patient man, you know. Rose: How about the week after championship? Lucas: Sounds perfect. I miss you. I'll let you focus on Joe now. Rose: I love you Lucas: I love you too. Rose: I