- When He Meets Her Nosy Family -

Nina

"Lucccienn! Open the door!"

I narrow my eyes at the door, looking at it accusingly like it just stole the last stash of my Halloween candies.

When I get no response, I sigh.

"Oh my sweet honey pookie lumpkin! Please open the door." I mumble, pulling my bottom lip out into a pout.

Still no response.

Hmm. Time for Plan B.

"Oh Romeo, Romeo! Where art thou, Romeo?" I say dramatically and I swear I hear a masculine chuckle before Lucien hides it behind a cough.

Hmph.

"Are you still mad at me?" I mumble dejectedly, my shoulders slumping down.

No response.

Oh well!

"Fine, you potato! I'm sorry! I'm sorry that I made you watch Frozen with me against your stupid will!" I grumble, crossing my arms over my chest.

That's when the door bursts open making me jump back in surprise.

Lucien leans sexily against the door jam and narrows his eyes at me, "I'm not mad at you for making me watch Frozen. I'm mad because you just had to replay the song Let It Go forty seven times over and over again. I mean, for God sake! What did I ever do to deserve that kind of torture?"

Whoa!

He did not just say that!

I gasp dramatically and take a step forward and poke his massive chest, "Well, excuse you, you tone-deaf fella! But Let It Go happens to be one of my favourite songs; so I guess you just have to man up and deal with it!" I glare at him.

He blinks twice and mumbles, before looking at me with humour filled eyes, "Correct me if I'm wrong but... did you just use the words 'Let It Go' and 'Man up' in the same sentence?"

Huh. I just may have.

The corner of his eyes crinkles as his lips curve into an amused smile and he stares at me with a funny expression.

Mmh. Moving on...

"So... are we going or what?" I grumble hastily, placing my hands over my hips.

He lifts his hand up and rubs the corner of his eyebrow with his index finger, "You sure you wanna go meet our mothers?"

I nod and stare at him with a determined expression, "Yep. I'm ready. Let's do this."

I close my eyes and slap my hands over my cheeks twice and shake my head, clearing my mind.

Lucien just stares at with a 'You're so weird' expression and walks back into his apartment.

I follow him inside and shut the front door and turn around; only to see his retreating figure as he walks into his bedroom to change.

I quickly shrug off the full length satin dress robe I was wearing over my outfit and throw it over my shoulder.

I stare at my reflection through his 72 inches plasma television and smile.

I had worn a tight fitted violet and black checkered pants that had black suspenders with a simple sleeveless white crop top which had a square neckline and paired it with my black combat boots and a black choker necklace around my throat.

My hair was messy and wavy as it fell over my shoulders; my make-up minimum: just mascara, blush and my lip gloss.

Sweet bananas! I look like a biker chick.

Mmh.

Rock on, baby!

I turn around when I hear footsteps coming closer - to see Lucien; who had changed into a fitted black button down shirt, untucked with sleeves rolled up to his arms and top two button open (Yum) with a pair of snug dark denims and a thin grey tie hanging loosely around his neck and boots. (Plus his black watch. Mmh. Double yum.)

He tucks his cell phone into his back pocket just as his eyes meet mine which widens immediately as he stiffens and breathes out, "Fuck!"

'Well, fuck to you too, fellow human!' My subconscious purrs, gushing over his compliment.

The air around the room thickens and turns electric as Lucien runs his darkened, heavily lidded eyes over my body, checking me out.

His Adam's apple bobs distinctly when he swallows audibly and he exhales slowly unclenching his jaw as if trying to calm himself.

"Um... Lu? You okay?" I blink twice, walking closer to him.

He immediately holds his hand out and curls his finger around the bare skin of my hips as he pulls me closer; making me rest my palms flat against his hard chest.

"Yeah." He rasps out, hoarsely, looking down at me with a soft but possessive look.

I tilt my head to the side, studying him, as I reach my hand up and brush my knuckles against his jaw line, "Um, Dude? You're staring at me weird."

His eyes turn soft as he stares at me with an amused expression, "Did you just call me Dude?"

I nod, "Aye." And then I frown in confusion, "What's wrong with Dude?"

He just chuckles and shakes his head as if he found me amusing.

Well, all righty then!

I clap my hands twice and grin cheekily, "Do you like my outfit? 'Cause this is the outfit that says 'I'm a badass mamma-jamma and you do not wanna mess because if you do; I'm gonna hunt you down and kill you with dental floss'." I give him a toothy grin.

He blinks slowly as if trying to process my words, "Um... dental floss?"

I nod and explain, "Well, I figured knives are too messy and I don't know how to shoot a gun. So... dental floss it is!" I smile at him as if my explanation made perfect sense.

"That makes... sense?" He mumbles with his brows knitted together as if he was trying hard to make sense of my explanation and failing terribly.

Sigh. So cute.

He shakes his head and clears his throat; looking at me, he blurts out, "You are seriously the most adorkable girl I've ever met."

I blink twice, while my cheeks flush and I wave my hand, shyly in an 'Oh! Whatever!' gesture.

He chuckles and leans closer, kissing me over my rosy cheek, "Come on, mio amore. Let's get going."

He takes my hand in his and leads me out of the door and inside the elevator.

"You look good." I mumble, trying to sound casual while looking anywhere but him just as the elevator door closes shut.

I look up at him to see him grinning widely down at me, making my cheeks redden.

His hand wraps around my shoulder as he pulls me closer to his side and places his lips against the shell of my ear.

His hot breath blows against my skin as he whispers huskily, "That's the thing, bella. No matter how good I look; you always look better."

My cheeks flush deeply and I duck my chin shyly, making him chuckle and kiss the side of my head.

"Lucien?" I mumble with a serious expression, looking up at him.

He looks down at me and raises his eyebrow, "Yeah, sweetheart?"

I scrunch up my nose and mumble, "Um. How do I say this...?" I frown to myself, thinking hard.

He places his hand over my chin and tilts my face up, making me look into his soft forest green orbs.

"What is it, sweetheart?" He asks softly, with a gentle expression.

I look up at him and blink twice before mumbling:

"Do you wanna build a snowman?"

***

"Oh hell no!" I breathe out as I step inside Levi's apartment with Lucien on my trail.

This cannot be happening.

Because staring at me with big wide eyes, along with Momma and Serena, Lucien's mom was my sister Nova snuggling with her husband Scott on the love seat beside the couch.

"Dudette? What the eff are you doing here?" I blurt out, looking at her suspiciously.

At the sound of my voice, she pokes her nose out of the tub of Ben & Jerry's that she was currently gulping and looks up at me.

Looking at me like a deer caught in headlights, she blinks twice and stares at me with a sheepish expression, "Um... surprise?"

Immediately, she points her hand towards Momma and yells out, "She forced me to come here! I'm just an innocent bystander, I swear!"

My brother-in-law looks at me over her shoulder with wide eyes and shakes his head.

Pointing his finger at his wife, he mouths, "It was all her idea! I swear, I've married an evil mastermind! Help me!" He fakes a horrified expression.

I raise an eyebrow.

Once I tried to separate Scott and Nova to take my sister to her spinster party before her wedding.

Not an hour later, Scott crashed into the apartment as they both ran into each other's arms and cried like babies, bawling their eyes out.

Whilst yelling, "Don't leave me again! I missed you so much!"

To which Nova replied, "I tried to call you but Nina kidnapped me and threw a party for me! I was so scared!"

Yup. I was the bad guy.

The sarcastic, bitchy side of me, immediately snapped, "I threw you a bachelorette party. Oh the horror!"

They both promptly ignored me and spent the next hour, cuddling with each other, rubbing their cheeks against one another's and kissing like there was no tomorrow.

To say they were smitten with each other was the understatement of the century.

I stare at the couple in front of me and I feel myself softening.

Nova was a year younger than me. With those big brown eyes and her raven black locks that reached her shoulders and those full pouty lips and a cute button nose, a petite figure; she was the baby of our family. A brat - to be exact. An equilibrium between a responsible daughter and a mischievous troublemaker.

While Lucien was the kind of guy with rough, sexy looks; my brother-in-law Scott was the pretty boy type.

He was a part of a boy band known worldwide for topping the Billboard Charts with its pop music. He met Nova when they apparently found themselves living together under the same roof with their rooms right next to each other.

Talk about Cupid, huh?

Apparently, Scott who was 6'1 with ink black hair that brushed against his forehead and lightest of the blue eyes I've ever seen; who had a body which look like he just stepped out of a GQ magazine - was too hot for Nova to handle.

They ended up dating each other within months of becoming acquaintances.

I burst out of my thinking bubble when I see Nova walk up to me.

Lifting her hand, she tugs my hair hard, making me wince in pain as she yells out, "How could you not tell me that you were dating someone!?"

I gasp out loud and pull her hair back in response, making her grunt painfully, "Well, excuse me, Missy! But you didn't tell me when you were dating Scott either!"

Her jaw drops as she leans closer and pulls my hair again with more force than before, "That's not the point! I'm your sister! How could you not tell me?"

I pull her hair back, tugging it hard and yell out, "That's exactly the point. It's karma, you biscuit!"

She gasps out loud and flicks my forehead with her thumb and index finger making me grunt in pain, as I lift my hand to cover my throbbing forehead.

"Did you just call me the B word!?" She grits out, narrowing her eyes.

"Did you just flick me!?" I grumble back, with wide accusing eyes.

That's when all the hell breaks loose.

We raise our arms, simultaneously and start hitting each other like we used to when we were children.

"Did you know Nate visited me yesterday, bragging about how you told him about Lucien and not me? He did his Happy Chicken Dance in front of me for an hour and a half. An. Hour. And. An. Half. Now my twins are calling him Unca Chickie for God sake! It's your entire fault!" Nova grumbles as we continue to hit each other.

Did I mention Nova was the mother of the most adorable and chubby twins in the world wide world?

I don't know how but the next thing I know - we ended up rolling on the floor, tugging at each others' clothes, pulling each others' hairs and kicking our legs everywhere.

Mmh. Our version of a cat-fight.

Not so pretty.

"I didn't tell Nate!" I yell defensively, "He secretly ambushed us with his evil plan. And for God sake; how many times do I have to tell you people that Lucien and I are not dating!" I grit out, rolling on top of her.

That's when I notice four people staring at us.

Whilst eating popcorn.

With an amused grin plastered on their face, biting their lip to fight a smile.

Oh what the hell!

I shake my head and look down at Nova when plethora of brown bags next to Scott catches my eyes.

I gasp out loud and gape at Nova, accusingly, "You went shopping... without me? How dare you?"

She blinks twice, "Oops?" She stares at me with a guilty expression.

"How could you? We made a blood pact for crying out loud!" I say, pulling away from her, sitting cross-legged on the floor as she copies me.

Just as she was about to answer, Serena interrupts us by clearing her throat.

I look at her to see eyes reflecting humour; her expression funny as she blurts out, "Um... bella? What in the heavens name is a blood pact?"

Scott, Lucien and Momma lean forward in their seats as if they were curious to know the answers as well.

"Well, it's a pact which includes blood." Nova says in a duh tone.

I roll my eyes and slap the back of her head, "Thank you, Captain Obvious!"

I look up at them and mumble, "Well, when we were young, we made a pact. To make the pact seem more sacred; we pierced a needle into our thumbs to draw blood and then we pressed our thumbs together. Ba-da-bing ba-da-boom, thus The Blood Pact came into existence."

The crowd makes an 'Ah' noise as if they finally uncovered a forbidden secret.

I shake my head and turn towards Nova, "How could you go without me, you traitor!"

She scratches the back of her neck and mumbles, "Well, Scott and I were wandering around Soho when I saw this gorgeous dress that was to kill for. Absolutely stunning. Total mamalicious!"

She bites her lip before she whispers softly, "But I did bring something for you though. I hope you like it."

She passes me a bag with an hesitant smile containing a shoe box inside. I look at it suspiciously and quickly open it up to see a pair of gold Jimmy Choos staring back at me.

"Ruh roh!" I breathe out in awe, looking down at the heels.

"I think my uterus just skipped a beat." I whisper to myself.

Lucien, sitting on one of the smaller couches next to hear apparently heard it and chokes on his breath, coughing out loud.

I look at Nova and grin cheekily, "I think we're back to being sisters again!"

She grins back.

I open my arms and yell out, "My Supernova!"

She chuckles and mimics me, yelling out, "My Nicky Mouse!"

We huddle in together and hug each other, jumping up and down.

We giggle and pull away, smiling at each other.

She squints her eyes and checks me out before mumbling, "Let me guess... This is your badass mamma-jamma outfit?"

I grin widely at her before turning to look at Lucien and narrowing my eyes at him, "See? She gets it."

Lucien chuckles and shakes his head in amusement.

Nova clears her throat loudly and looks back and forth between me and Lucien.

I sigh and place my hand over Lucien's tattooed arm and pull him closer, "Lucien, this is my sister Novella." I look at Nova and introduce, "Nova, this is my... um friend Lucien."

Nova checks him out before narrowing her eyes at him, "Name?"

I sigh and shake my head in dismay.

Just ignore me, will ya?

Lucien just grins at her, "Lucien."

She nods and continues, "Age?"

"28."

She squints her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest, "Ice-cream. Yay or Nay?"

"Yay, I guess." Lucien mumbles in confusion, knitting his brows together.

"Mmh." Nova grunts making a thinking pose. Finally, she sighs before asking, "You weird?"

Lucien blinks twice, "Um. No."

That's when Nova grins, "That's good. My sister's weird enough for both of you!"

"Gee thanks, baby sister."

Nova walks up to Lucien and wraps her arm around his shoulder, pulling him closer as she exclaims loudly, "Come on, future brother-in-law! We have lot to talk about!" She shoots me a mischievous grin before pulling Lucien away to the other side of the room.

I sigh and shake my head.

"Evil mastermind, I swear!" I hear Scott's voice beside me making me jump.

I narrow my eyes at him, "Um Dude? That's my baby sister."

He blinks twice and looks down at me, "Did you just call me Dude?"

"Aye." I nod and then frown, exclaiming loudly, "What is it with everyone and their sudden repulsion to Dude?"

Scott bites his lip trying to fight his smile and shakes his head.

"What about Buddy?" I think my thoughts out loud.

He just shakes his head, smiling softly.

"Fella?"

He rewards me with a full blown grin.

"Pal?" I continue.

He chuckles and ruffles my hair.

"Little human?"

He blinks twice before he bursts out laughing.

I harrumph in annoyance and mumble, "Fine! How about big human?"

Another shake of head and an amused grin.

That's when my eyes widens, "Ooh ooh ooh! I got it!"

I look at him cheekily and exclaim loudly, "Medium-sized human!"

Apparently - too loudly.

I look around the room when everyone burst out laughing making my cheeks flush bright with embarrassment.

Scott kisses the side of my head and mumbles, "So crazy!"

I gasp dramatically and turn to Lucien before yelling out, "Lucien! Tell Scott I'm not crazy!"

Lucien holds his arms out and makes a 'C'mere' gesture, grinning in amusement.

I immediately walk up to him and place my cheek against his chest and wrap my arms around his waist while he pulls me closer with his arms around my shoulder.

He kisses the top of my head, making our mothers sigh out, "Aww!" in unison.

Lucien grins down at me before looking at Scott, "She's not crazy-"

"-Ha! Take that, Scott!" I grin at him cheekily.

Lucien shakes his head and continues, "But she is weird."

"Hey!" I grumble, pulling away from him and frowning.

Lucien just smiles softly and murmurs, "You're the one who said that you're the weirdest girl in the whole world."

"Well, you don't have to go around saying that publicly!" I snap at him.

I place my hands over my hips and grumble, "Have you ever seen Clark Kent going around town and yelling out, 'Hello, my fellow homo sapiens! I'm Clark Kent aka Superman from the planet Krypton. Nice meeting you all. PS: I come in peace!' Do you? Huh? Huh? No! Some secrets are meant to be hidden!"

I puff out my cheek and pull my bottom lip into a pout.

He places his hands over my cheek and bends down to look me in the eyes with soft warm green orbs, "Fine, tesoro. I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry."

I puff out my cheek and mumble, "You really mean that?"

He smiles softly, "Of course I do."

That's when I smile softly and lean forward, hugging him tightly and burying my face in his neck, "'Kay, you're forgiven." I mumble softly.

I could almost see him grinning as he kisses the side of my hair and squeezes his arms over my waist, reassuringly.

I smile and pull back, turning around, only to see everyone with a weird goofy grin plastered over their faces; while Nova starts jumping up and down in excitement.

Nova and Scott look at each other before bursting into a song:

Lucien and Nina

Sitting on a tree

K-I-S-S-I-N-G

First comes love

Then comes marriage

Then comes baby

In a baby carriage

Sucking his thumb

Wetting his pants

Doing the hula, hula dance!

Our mothers smile widely and yell out, "Bravo! Bravo!"

While Scott and Nova bow down like actors do at the end of a play.

I look up at Lucien to see him grinning before he winks at me, suggestively.

I shake my head in dismay and puff my cheeks.

This thing was so not going as I planned.

***

"So... what's exactly going on between you and Lucien?" Nova asks, as we both sit in the room converted into a nursery for Levi and Elena's future baby.

Apparently I don't just have to worry about our mothers getting together.

Our fathers and our brothers were doing the same; strolling around the park getting to 'know' each other.

Dear God, my life sucks...

I sigh and sit back on the rocking chair and look at Nova, "I told you. There's nothing going on between me and Lucien."

She raises an eyebrow and looks at me with an expression which implied, "Reeeally?"

I roll my eyes and yell out, "Fine! There is something going on between us. You happy now, Miss Nosy McNosyson!"

"Ouch!" She fakes hurt by placing her hand over her heart making me roll my eyes at her antiquities.

"What do you wanna know?" I mumble in defeat after a whole knowing she won't let this go easily.

She grins at me, "Okay. First question. Do you like him?"

"Duh!" I mumble, rolling my eyes, "We wouldn't be having this conversation if I didn't."

"Fine! Then answer this: On a scale from one to ten; one being the lowest, how much do you like him?"

"On a scale from one to ten?" I ask to confirm to which she nods. I sigh hopelessly and mumble, "Around one hundred billion."

She giggles softly making me smile wryly and mumble, "I'm screwed, aren't I?"

She nods repeatedly, "Why, yes you are, sweet pea!"

Mmh. Thought so.

"Mmh." Nova observes, "Third question. How do you feel when you see him talking to another girl?"

I frown and murmur truthfully, "I just wanna strangle that whore whilst yelling out, 'Back off, you bee-otch! He's mine!'" I sigh and continue, rubbing my face with my hands, "Dear God! What's happening to me?"

She just smiles softly and states, "You're falling for him."

Crap. I was afraid of that.

I groan in frustration and murmur, "I wanna keep resisting him. Believe me I do! But it doesn't help, given the fact that he's the sexiest man in the whole La La Land!"

I knew I didn't have to explain it to her because she was just as weird as me.

She knows that was the biggest compliment one could ever get.

Because it not only means that Lucien was the sexiest guy in the whole world; but it also means that I couldn't even dream of a sexier guy.

"Aww, sweetie! Come here!" She holds out her hands while I lean forward willingly and snuggle into her embrace.

She hugs me tightly and starts rubbing her cheek against mine.

"Uh Dudette? Whatcha doing?" I mumble, gesturing to the cheek rubbing process.

I feel her shrug, "I read an article somewhere that rubbing our cheeks against one another's provides comfort. Mmh. I'm comforting you. So... no lip, Missy!"

I roll my eyes and mumble wryly, "Um sweetie. I read that article too. Because it was not about comforting other humans. It was for our pets, you idiot!"

"Oh!" She straightens up and pulls back, "That makes sense!"

She offers me a sheepish grin, blushing red.

We both stare at each other before bursting into fits of giggles.

"I love you, Nicky Mouse!" She whispers softly.

I sigh and smile back, "I love you too, Supernova!"

She takes my hand in hers and offers me a wide smile as we both head back to the living room.

She pulls away and runs to Scott who immediately leans down to kiss her softly.

Mmh.

Now I'm jealous.

Two large hands clutch my hips as I get pulled backwards against a hard, warm chest.

Lucien leans down and nuzzles his nose against my neck, making my breathing accelerate before he whispers huskily, "You think I'm the sexiest man in the La La Land, huh?"

I gasp loudly and stutter, "H-how d-did you..."

He easily turns me around and crushes my body to his chest and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear, looking at me lovingly.

He softly explains, "You were in the nursery. I heard you through the baby monitor."

I gulp audibly and croak out, "You heard everything?"

He smirks and nods.

I wanna strangle that whore whilst yelling out, 'Back off, you bee-otch! He's mine!'

My voice from before rings in my ears making me grimace as my cheeks flush deep red. I clench my eyes shut and groan in embarrassment.

I hear Lucien chuckle and gently place his forehead against mine, "Don't worry, sweetheart. I love it when you get possessive."

I could feel his lips just inches away from mine as he whispers, "You look so fucking sexy when you turn feisty!"

To make his point more clear, I feel his excitement poking against my lower belly making me realize just how sexy he found me.

"Luke." I whisper breathlessly.

I feel him grin as he leans forward and whispers huskily against my ear, "I know you're turned on, sweetheart. I can almost smell your arousal."

I let out a soft whimper when I feel his hands trail down to cup my bum when he pulls me even closer to him; brushing our lower halves together.

I open my eyes to see him staring down at me with a look filled with hunger and lust, while his stance turns smouldering.

"Do you know what my first thought was when I saw you wearing this outfit?" He asks, huskily.

Not finding my voice, I just shake my head and stare at him wide-eyed.

He grins seductively and whispers, "I was thinking just how long it would take to bend you against the coffee table and pound into you; fucking you hard."

"Dear God, I think I just had an orgasm!"

That was not me.

Uh oh.

We both turn sideways in unison to see Momma staring at us with gooey eyes.

"Momma!" I yell out in embarrassment.

Lucien chuckles and leans down, burying his face in my neck, nuzzling his nose against my skin.

Momma smirks cheekily, "Mmh. I can see why you find him sexy. He has a way with words. You know, in the beginning of our relationship, your father was just like him. Talking dirty, turning all caveman and then making love whenever-"

"Oh my God! Momma! Stop talking! I don't wanna hear about you and Dad!" I grumble loudly as I hear Lucien chuckle against my neck.

She shrugs and smiles innocently, "I was just saying, that's all! Old age does that to people. Now - talking about old age... when are you gonna give me a grandchild?"

I gasp out loud and clench my eyes shut.

This cannot be happening.

Lucien bursts into laughter as I sigh and run my fingers through his soft blond hair and press my cheek against it trying to calm myself.

I hate my life.

Apparently Momma wasn't done yet.

She blinks innocently and continues, "Lucien, sweetie? Do you want me to accompany you to a sperm doctor to find out just how fast can you get my baby pregnant?"

Lucien stiffens before he bursts into laughter against my shoulder; his body vibrating against mine.

"Momma!" I yell out, blushing crimson. "Please stop talking!"

"Aye aye, whatever! I'm going." She waves her hand dismissively.

Just as she starts walking away, she turns around with a mischievous grin and whispers, "And just so you know, doing it on the coffee table isn't as pretty as it sounds. I recommend doing it on the kitchen counter. Much better. Have fun, kiddos!"

Lucien pulls his face away from my neck and mumbles in a hushed voice, totally flabbergasted, "Did she just say that?"

Blinking twice, I mumble, "Uh uh."

We stare at each other for a second before we burst out laughing.

"I'm officially in love with your mom." He mumbles in awe.

I smile at him and say, "I'm sure she loves you too."

Lucien grunts in approval. Turning his eyes back to look at me, he grins, "Now... where were we?"

Just before he could lean closer, I hear Serena yells out, "People! It's lunch time!"

I sigh in relief and look at Lucien innocently and mumble, "Lookie! It's lunch time. Too bad we have to cut our conversation short."

He narrows his eyes at me, suspiciously before winking at me and leading me towards the dining room.

"Ooh pizza! My pizza! My tasty tasty pizza!" I sing happily, sitting down in between Lucien and Momma.

Momma rolls her eyes and mumbles wryly, "I sometimes wonder whether I dropped you when you were a baby."

"Hey! That's rude!" I pout, puffing out my cheeks.

I shoot her a glare before munching down on my pizza.

Just as Lucien was about to take a bite of his slice, I place my hand over his arm and stop him.

He looks at me confused to which I just reach out for his slice and pick up all the olives and pop them into my mouth.

Nova looks at me and frowns, "Why did you do that? I thought you didn't like olives."

I furrow my eyebrows and shrug, "I know. But Lucien can't stand them so... I don't want him to eat it."

Nova blinks twice before her lips curve into a grin just as the air around the room turns electric and heavy.

I turn sideways to look at Lucien to see him already staring down at me with a possessive and smouldering look in his eyes.

Uh... what did I say?

Before I could blink, Lucien pushes his chair back and stands up and takes my hand in his and announces, "We'll be leaving now."

The gang stare at us with a grin plastered on their faces, with their expression implied, 'They are gonna hump as monkeys as soon as they are alone'.

I look up at Lucien and frown, "But my pizza. My tasty tasty pizza." I mumble.

Lucien completely ignores me and bends down and the next thing I know - I'm upside down over his shoulder while he starts walking towards the door.

Being the sarcastic weirdo that I am, I look back at the crowd and wave at him, yelling out dramatically, "Nighty night, guys. Papa says it's time for beddie!" I grin cheekily.

I hear them chuckle in response making me smile.

Lucien slams the apartment door shut and walks into the elevator and presses the button to the garage.

"Um... how long are you gonna carry me like this?" I mumble out loud.

Just as I hear the elevator doors shut; Lucien pulls me down just so he could pin me against the side of the elevator and press my body tightly against his.

"Um. Aloha!" I mumble, blinking innocently.

His eyes darkens as he leans closer and whispers, "Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are?"

I blink twice and furrow my eyebrows, "I don't think sexiness is a term that can be measured in units."

I hear him let out a chuckle; as his lips brushes against my cheek, "The thing is, sweetheart... the more you talk, the sexier you get."

I gulp audibly and mumble hoarsely, "Is this your way of saying that you want me to stop talking right about now? Because if you do, you should just say so. I'm really really bad at catching such signals."

He pulls his face away from me and places his index finger over my lips, "Hush, mio amore."

Still looking dead into my eyes, he whispers, "A week."

I frown in confusion, "Pardon?"

He just smirks at me, "A week, sweetheart. I'll give you a week. You'll be begging me to kiss you before then."

I gasp out loud as my cheeks flush, "Well, aren't you a cocky, conceited jerk!"

I wiggle against his hold and start pushing him away.

"Did I mention you are also a bully? Yes you are! A big, mean bully who always bullies me. Guess what, jerkface? Girls hate bully. Abso-fricking-lutely! I hate you! I hate your stupid soft hair which makes me wanna question your choice of shampoo because it is just so darn soft; I also hate your stupid, sexy eyes that always turns me into a pile of mush and I hate that you have such a pair of full, pouty lips that is more luscious than mine. All in all, I hate you so much and I can't stand the thought of being near you when you're being such a jerk! I hate your-"

Lucien places his hand over my lips to make me stop my rambling as I stare at him in annoyance and mumble, "What!?"

Which due to his hand over my mouth comes off more as, "Mhht?"

His eyes softens while all the traces of cockiness disappears into thin air; as he looks at me funny with a warm possessive look in his eyes, a soft smile curving over his lips.

"Stop talking, bella." He whispers softly.

I harrumph in annoyance and cross my arms over my chest, "Don't tell me to shut up, you big potato-head!"

Again - which comes off as, "Ohnt hell me oo shh uh, oo bee pomamo hea!"

The elevator dings as it opens up to the garage making Lucien slowly pull away from me only to intertwine his hand with mine as he leads me towards his car.

I look between us at our entwined hard and I feel myself softening.

He stops in front of his Ferrari as opens the passenger side door and holds it out for me.

My lips unknowingly curve into a soft smile as I lower myself onto the seat.

Before I could blink, Lucien leans forward and straps on my seatbelt, securing it tightly before smacking a kiss on my forehead, awarding me with a boyish grin and a flirty wink and shuts the door and walks over to the driver's side and settles in.

He starts the engine and we take off.

We sit in a comfortable silence when suddenly Lucien turns to look at me, "You okay? You seem quiet."

'Am I okay? Pfft. Hell yes! It's pretty much ordinary thing for me when a guy pins me against an elevator and says I'm gonna be begging him to kiss him within a week. Psh! I'm perfectly peachy. Like - super duper peachy!' I think sarcastically, inwardly rolling my eyes.

I sigh and give him a soft smile, "I'm fine, Luke."

Just before he could say another word, something catches my eyes making me yell out, "Ooh ooh ooh! Donut, donut, donut! I need me some donut!"

I plaster my forehead against the side window and stare wide-eyed at a small bakery with donuts arranged inside the window. "Mmh donuts!" I lick my lips.

I get pulled out of my reverie when I hear the car door slam shut. And I see Lucien's walking backside enter the bakery.

Mmh. His backside.

His sexy sexy backside!

A minute later, Lucien re-enters the car and hands me a box of donut.

I open it up and stare at them like he just handed me a box of baby unicorns.

"Ooh donuts. My donuts. My tasty tasty donuts." I sing happily as I pick up the treat and take a bite.

Mmh. Yummalicious!

I look up at Lucien and smile widely at him.

He just chuckles and shakes his head and starts the car.

I cut the donuts into small pieces and lift one of them to his mouth.

He raises his eyebrow at me but opens his mouth and takes a bite.

"Delicious, right?" I mumble, sighing happily.

He turns to look at me with a soft expression and whispers, "Yeah. Delicious."

I give him a cheeky grin and continue chewing while offering him a piece after another.

When we get to the last donut, I make a thinking face and mumble, "Um, honey? Have you ever done it with a donut?" I look at him sideways.

He furrows his eyebrow in confusion, "Done what?"

I sigh and mumble, "You know - it!"

"Huh?"

I roll my eyes and blurt out, "Have you ever had sex with a donut?"

He does a slow blink before choking on his own breath and coughing out loud. "What!?" He looks at me as if I just gave birth to a leprechaun through my nose.

I just shrug and explain, "I mean, why not? You got a pole; and she's got a hole. In this case - she being the donut."

Lucien shakes his head and looks at me incredulously, "No. I haven't."

"Mmh. Pooh!" I look down at the donut in my hand.

I look at Lucien to see him shaking his head and staring at me whether he didn't know whether to throw his head back and laugh or to kiss me silly.

"I was just curious, you poop! Being a virgin does that to people." I yell defensively which only makes him laugh.

That's when an idea hits me, "Ooh! How bout a hot dog!?"

"Huh?"

I roll my eyes and clarify, "I meant to ask, can I have sex with a hot dog, considering it's shaped like a man's pee-pee!"

He parks the car at the side of the road and turns to look at me.

Staring at me with a darkened, smouldering expression, he whispers huskily, "I swear to God, sweetheart; say the word 'sex' one more time and I'll take you up on that offer and take your virginity in the backseat of this car. And this time I'm not kidding. So unless you actually wanna know how does it feel like to have a man thrusting deep inside your sweet hole and fucking you hard; you're gonna behave. You get me?"

Hot. Damn.

I nod vigorously and gulp audibly.

He takes a deep breath and exhales slowly as if trying to calm himself.

I scrunch up my nose when the car starts again, "You didn't have to be so crude, you jerk. I was just wondering. People have a right to wonder, ya know!" I puff out my cheeks.

I could almost feel him smirking as he replies, "Aw shucks, sweetheart! I know for a fact that you love me talking crude."

I roll my eyes at his cockiness and harrumph in annoyance.

"Ooh baby! I love it when you get bossy!" I purr out, sarcastically.

Lucien narrows his eyes at me and repeats, "Behave." In his warning tone.

"Aye aye whatever!"

***

We get out of the elevator when Lucien puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me inside his apartment with him.

Against my will, of course!

I grumble and murmur some curses under my breath all the way making him chuckle and gush, 'So fucking cute!'

"I'm not being cute, you potato pumpkin poop-head! This is my version of Hulk. You should be afraid; not find me cute!" I grunt angrily.

And... he bursts out laughing.

Mmh. Puny human!

Hulk very angry!

We walk into the bedroom when he orders, "Don't move!" And walks into his closet.

Not a few seconds later, he walks back into the bedroom with a red flannel in his hands.

He hands it to me and commands, "Change. You got five minutes."

I blink twice and fumble through his shirt as he walks towards the door.

"Wait! This shirt doesn't even have the top two buttons!" I frown, yelling after him.

He turns around and smirks, "And?"

I roll my eyes and grumble, "Don't you have another shirt?"

The jerk just grins widely, "Nope!"

I sigh and try again, "How bout some boxers?"

He trails his lustful eyes over my legs before shaking his head, "Nope."

"Ugh! Why are you doing this?" I grumble in annoyance, placing my hands over my hips.

"Why?" He repeats with a sinister smile.

He walks in closer to me with a predatory glance and wraps one hand around bare waist and pulls me snug again him.

His other hand brushes against my chin as I look at him upwards, noticing his expression has gone hard with hunger and lust as he stares back at me sensually with his eyes filled with promise.

His hot breath blows over my face just as he whispers, "'Cause you've been a very naughty girl, Nicolina. And now it's time for your punishment."

My eyes widens at him commanding, dominant tone and I swallow audibly.

I wait for him to burst out laughing or to tell me he was just kidding but he just bites his lip, giving me his famous half smirk as he winks at me, mischievously and walks away towards the door.

Just as he reaches the door, he turns around and commands, "If you wear anything other than the flannel I've given you; I'm gonna start with ten."

I furrow my eyebrows, "Ten?"

He grins widely, "Ten smacks over your sweet, sexy bum. Mmh. On second thought, why don't you disobey me; that way I'll get to see your luscious ass glowing red under my palms."

My jaw drops to the floor as I stare at him wide-eyed while he just chuckles at my reaction.

Just as he closes the door, I hear him yell out:

"Five minutes, sweetheart. Tick tok!"

Dear Lord... I just awoke the beast!

***