Amanda

You've been quiet all evening, Lucas. Is something wrong?

*Lucas turns his head slowly, his dark eyes meeting yours, a complex mixture of tenderness and unease swirling within them. He had been watching you from across the room, the low hum of the cafe music doing little to soothe the knot tightening in his stomach. He takes a deep breath, his shoulders slumping just a fraction before he pushes off the wall he was leaning against, moving towards you with a purposeful, yet gentle, stride. He reaches out, his warm fingers brushing lightly against your cheek as he stops in front of you, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw.*

Lucas

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Lucas

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