Chapter 18: She's mine!

Lucas' POV

Fuck.

Did I know it was a bad idea to follow Ezra home, knowing that Amara lived with him?

Yes.

Did I still follow him home?

Yes.

Why?

Because I wanted to get a chance to have a glimpse of that beauty outside of the walls of profession? Because I wanted to see how affected she was by my presence?

Either way, it wasn't a good idea, because now I was itching to leave. Itching not to go home but  to go to Barney's and make sure no other man was looking at that face. That body. Because it was all mine.

Barney's was where I met her. Where I took her to the hotel I co-owned, and where I had the best time of my life, and now she was going there alone.

I probably would have been less worried if she went alone, because I knew that Amara wasn't really what you'll call an adventurous person, but she was with Lila Hart, which meant that there was a likely chance she was going to do everything she had never done before, or maybe something she had done but wasn't interested in doing right now.

“You okay Luc?” Ezra snapped his fingers in front of my face, drawing me out of my thoughts.

“What?” I asked in confusion, my head still spinning with recurring thoughts.

I actually followed him because we had been talking about how I'd been slacking off at work and I needed his advice on what to do.

“You seem a bit concerned about something other than what we've been talking about. Is there anything you have to do? You can talk to me man. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah. Everything's fine.”

I could remember the first time I saw Amara. It was five years ago when I went on a business trip with Ezra to Chicago. Amara was just nineteen years old, and she looked totally different from what she looked like now, but she was still extremely beautiful. I had my eyes on her then, and I told Ezra. He told me that I should never have anything to do with her. He said that she was his cousin and she was special to him and that the day he heard that I had anything to do with her was the day he was going to cease being my brother.

How would he react now if he found out that I slept with her and that I loved it? How would he react to knowing that I wanted to go to that club right now, just to be in close proximity to her? How would he react if he found out that the real reason I've been slacking at work was because my head was occupied with thoughts of Amara.

“I … I actually have something I have to finish . I have to go now. I'll see you tomorrow, or when next I'm free.” I couldn't even meet his eyes as I picked up my jacket and hurried out the door.

Guilt washed over me as I revved up my car and got on the road. I did have some work to round up on, so that part wasn't a lie. The lie was when I said I had to go do it right now, because no matter how hard I tried to convince myself that it'd be better if I went home, I still found myself on the winding path to Barney's.

God. I knew I was fucked and this was just the beginning. Only heaven knew how to get me to stop thinking about this girl before Ezra finds out.

I arrived at Barney's in less than twenty minutes, and drove into the parking lot.

It was a Friday night, so of course the club was packed to the brim. There was only about three parking spots left, and I knew that if I delayed, they would get taken in the next five minutes, but I was trying to spy where Amara's car was parked — or Ezra's car, because she doesn't have a car, which is kind of a surprise to me.

I saw five cars drive into the parking lot, and I wasn't ready to start pulling out and going up again, so I made a last minute resolution and parked my car in the spot closest to me.

I wanted to watch those five people fight for only two spots because I knew it would be fun to watch, but I had something more important to do, so I got down from my car and began walking around the space.

Her car was difficult to find because it was just one black SUV in the midst of over thirty other black SUVs. The only difference being that some were bigger than others and some were smaller than others.

Hers had to be in the middle. This was the first floor of the parking lot, and for the fact I found space to park down here, she definitely parked down here too.

From where I was standing, I sighted Lila's pink brabus g-wagon, so I decided to go check around it. If they both planned to be here at the same time, then there was a chance they parked in almost the same space.

I was right, because as I got there, right beside the brabus was Amara's range rover.

I took a deep breath and made my way into the club. I spotted a seat hidden in the shadows the moment I entered there and made my way to it.

This was not really a spot where the rich and famous hung out, so I always made sure to stay hidden when I was here and that was more important today because I wanted to look out for Amara and I didn't want her to see me and think I'm following her.

I sat there and after getting my drink and a few minutes of scanning the space with my eyes, I found Lila and Amara on the dancefloor. They were dancing in very sensual ways and the way they staggered and laughed, I just knew they were drunk.