Redeeming Her Love

Chapter Seven:

Sarah’s POV:

The smell of bacon and eggs wafting through the air causes my stomach to grumble out and when I turn my body to the side, the strong smell of coffee also pulls through near me. I kick the duvet off my legs as I feel the sun rays blistering onto my legs and the soft humming of laughter in the distance fills my ears. With a small peep through my tired eyes, I notice I am in my room and sprawled across my bed in last night's clothes. Damn.

“Wakey, wakey, rise and shine!” Milly laughs and offers me a glass of orange juice, which I happily accept. Why is my head pounding like this?

“How are you feeling? Last night you got pretty tipsy. Lucas and I tried to stop you, but you were having so much fun at the beer pong table and we had no idea you could play like that!” Milly laughs again. My eyes go wide at the news of this and all the memories of last night start crashing down onto me. After Lucas and I slow danced in the rain, we decided to join everyone inside and drinking games have begun. I flop down onto my bed and groan at this. WAIT! Lucas and I kissed. My eyes widen again in shock.

“Did last night even happen?” I whisper and Milly laughs again. I look at her with a scowl. She is already dressed and looking in tip-top shape for the day. I have last night's clothes on and no doubt my hair and face look like a wreck.

“Don’t be silly. You had fun and we had fun too. Mr. and Mrs. Murray have got breakfast ready downstairs. We all waiting for you.” She says and then skips out of my room. I groan again and panic starts taking over my chest. Why did Lucas and I kiss? Was it because we were drunk? My mind starts coming up with the many reasons why Lucas may have kissed me, but my heart protests. I shake it off as I climb off my bed to get ready. I have a sick feeling in my stomach, whether it’s about Lucas or because I drank too much I will never know, but I can’t help but feel down that perhaps everything that happened was really just a spur-of-the-moment and one-time thing. I guess I don’t really trust Lucas yet, even though he has been my crush since forever ago. I quickly hop out of the shower and put on Milly’s ridiculous costume along with some jeans. It’s so hot, that I decide to not wear a t-shirt. If girls can walk around in their bikinis all day in front of strangers then I am sure that me walking around in a bikini top and jeans isn’t a big deal in front of my family? I shrug and start walking downstairs, taking my book along with me. Loud chatter and laughter are coming from downstairs and the smell of breakfast makes my insides groan in need. I turn the corner of the view of the dining room table coming into my path. Everyone is occupied in their own conversations and there is so much laughter. I smile at this, but my smile quickly fades as everyone becomes increasingly quiet and turns around to look at me. I blush at the looks of smiles mixed with shock on their faces. What is up with everyone? Milly could catch a fly with her mouth and my mother along with Mrs. Murray is beaming from ear to ear. My eyes find the two dark orbs of Lucas. He is eyeing me up and down, making my skin shiver as I remember the feeling of his lips against mine.

“Good morning, everyone.” I say softly and they all greet me back. Just like that, the room is back to its chirpy and former glory. Lucas is still watching my every move, but I don’t allow my thoughts to linger on him. He was drunk last night, so he probably either doesn’t remember the kiss or if he does, he is most likely disgusted. After all, I was described as “ew” just the other day. A frown forms on my forehead. Did Lucas mean everything he said last night? My heart pinches a bit.

“So, what are the plans today kids?” Mr. Murray asks and Lucas breaks his burning gaze on me and looks at Milly with a smile. I lift my eyebrow at how Milly giggles from the other end of the table.

“Well, actually. Daddy…” Milly begins and looks at her father now. The whole table has become quiet. We all know this voice. Milly is up to something. My father looks up at Milly with a knowing expression.

“I was wondering if I can bring someone over for lunch today. A boy. To meet you and mommy…” Milly says and my father takes a long sip of coffee. I have to bite my lip at his expression. Milly has always been the princess of the household. My father looks at my mother and they both nod then look back at Milly with a small smile.

“Sure, honey. We look forward to meeting him.” My mother responds and Milly squeals from her seat and jumps up to give them both a kiss on the cheek. I can hear Mr. Murray laughing and provoking my father under his breath, which earns him a flick of the napkin from his wife.

“And you?” My father says, now look at me. I swallow down my toast and shrug my shoulders. I have no definite plans for the day. I guess another relaxed day at the poolside would be nice, especially after how much I drank last night.

“Well, I have been invited to go over to Natasha’s place today, so I will be out for most of the day, probably even some of the night. Nobody needs to wait up for me.” Lucas adds and it feels like my breathing has become caught in my throat. Natasha goes to our college and is a slim, blonde beach babe that lives in this area. She is just like Lucas. Good at architecture, in the first teams girls sport league and have half the men at the College wrapped around her finger. Of course, Lucas would be going there. He spends half his time with this girl at College and most people have assumed that they have some sort of relationship. How stupid of me to think that Lucas actually likes me! I quickly glug down the last of my juice and then sit quietly for the remainder of breakfast. I can feel Lucas’s glares on me, but I refuse to look him in the eye. I am so caught up in my own confused, painful bitterness that I don’t even comprehend what everyone is saying at the table. The feeling of Lucas’s hot and tender kisses sends jolts of warmth up my body, but my mind knows better than to think anything more of it. Lucas was unaware at the moment. Why would he care about me when he has Natasha? Everyone slowly starts excusing themselves and I do the same.

“Have a great day, everyone. I am excited for you, Milly. Enjoy your date with Natasha, Lucas.” I say finally, only offering Lucas a view of my eyes at the last part. He looks somewhat pale as he hears me whisper the last part, but I don’t hang around to hear the rest. Instead, I allow my legs to take me outside, to where the back garden meets the wooden planks of the beach walkway. Today is hot, only adding to the miserable sweat that is gathering on my body. I could cuss out at how stupid my heart feels. What was I thinking when I kissed Lucas? How could I be so stupid? I feel my eyes welling up again.

“Sarah!” I hear someone calling from behind me. The voice is mixed in with rushed footsteps. When I turn, I see it’s Lucas with a dark expression on his face. Why is he following me and why can’t he just leave me alone? It is as if my feelings are truly a game to him, even though he told me that isn’t the case. My eyes gather more tears and I sniffle.

“Sarah, what’s wrong?” Lucas asks and I fold my arms, not really sure of what to say. I made myself vulnerable once, so why should I do it again?

“Lucas, why are you following me? Why do you even care that I am upset?” I whisper out and Lucas offers me a hurt expression which makes my chest squeeze.

“Seriously, Sarah?” He laughs out sarcastically. He runs a hand through his hair in frustration which makes me equally confused.

“How can you ask me something like that after what happened last night?” He asks seriously and my whole body shivers at the darkness in his eyes. He looks hurt.

“Lucas, I…” I begin, but he interrupts.

“No, Sarah. You ask me why I care, but do you care? Last night I made myself vulnerable and admitted a lot of things to you. I made sure you got home safely and I spent almost all of the night lying in bed and thinking about you. I was excited to see you this morning at breakfast, but you couldn’t even look at me!” He says. It feels like I have lost my voice at this moment. Lucas remembers what he did last night? More importantly, he meant everything he said.

“You regret last night, don’t you? I should have known it was too good to be true. Why would the school jock ever be considered by the beautiful, clever girl, right? I am just a useless player!” He laughs again, this time nodding as if trying to convince himself that what he is saying is true. My heart bleeds at his words.

“Lucas, NO! No, I…” I sigh and his face softens when he sees my pain-filled one.

“I am sorry. I was so overwhelmed and happy at what happened last night. I have crushed on you since I was a child, but you have always been indifferent to me. I am just really shocked that all of this has happened. It feels so random and sudden. I woke up thinking it was perhaps a result of the alcohol we drank last night. I couldn’t look at you because I was embarrassed that I put you in that situation.” I admit softly and he comes a bit closer to me and pulls me into his embrace gently. We stay like that for a moment.

“Sarah, I remember everything so vividly. I meant every word. Please trust me?” he asks and I look up into his dark, chocolate eyes. He kisses my forehead and it feels like my knees are weak against his touch.

“Okay.” I reply and he smiles, this time pulling me up for a soft kiss. I lean into his hard chest and feel him squeezing at my waist. His every stroke sends shivers of pleasure through me which is something I have never experienced before. When we separate, he is smiling broadly and looking at me with such care. I feel lost in the moment, my heart beating for him and my every sense fully captured by his every fiber. The memory of Natasha makes its way into my head and I frown.

“Why are you going to Natasha today?” I ask and then look away. He chuckles softly and when I look at him he has a cheeky grin on his face.

“Sarah, are you jealous?” He chuckles out again. His laugh is rich and sends shivers down my spine. He looks so breathtaking when he laughs, that I can’t help but smile at him. Still, his words make me blush profusely and I pout my lips to think of what to say. When he sees my reaction, he pulls me close to him again and places my head between his hands to look at him.

“The LAST person on EARTH that you need to worry about Natasha. I was going there to help her set up for the carnival later. I was actually going to ask you if you would like to join me, but you ran off so quickly.” He says and my embarrassment gets turned up a notch.

“You are cute when you’re jealous, but don’t worry, only you have my heart, Sarah.” He admits before booping my nose. My body buzzes with happiness at his words. Only I have his heart?

“And you, Lucas…” I say softly and he stops chuckling to look at me.

“And you also have my heart. You always have...” I say again and he looks at me now with a different sort of sparkle in his eyes. His eyes rake up and down my body as he lets out a groan that has my core tightening.

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are, Sarah?" He whispers, as his dark eyes take me in. A shiver runs up my spine. All of a sudden, I become very aware of my lack of clothing choice for breakfast and I feel my hardened peaks rubbing against the soft, black material of the bikini top.

I feel my heart beating uncontrollably and within seconds his lips are back on mine, but this time with a new type of urgency. The times before have been patient, slow and sensual, but this time his lips lock onto mine with desperation and as his hands squeeze against the material of my backside, I gasp and his tongue slides through into my mouth. His taste is intoxicating and I feel myself melting deeper and deeper into the exotic dance between our lips. As his mouth bites on my lower lip, I can’t help but feel my skin rise in goosebumps.

“Mmmm” I moan into his mouth and I feel him smiling and responding to the kiss with more urgency. It is the perfect kiss. The perfect moment. The perfect guy. My chest fills with longing and I feel my thighs tightening together as that unfamiliar pleasure builds up between my legs. Just as the heat gets turned up further, he pulls away panting and I allow air to fill my own lungs too. It takes me a moment to come out of the love-filled daze I am in, but boy does the view when I open my eyes make me feel hot again. Lucas’s eyes look even darker as he smirks at me. I bite my bottom lip as he pulls me closer to him again and goes in for another kiss.

I could get used to this.