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Lucas was falling hard and as much as he protested to loving Audrey, he finally succumbed to the sweet feeling he would shake his head at because he couldn't do anything about how deep he fell for her. He wasn't sure exactly when he fell for her, but the one thing he was sure of was that he was deep in love.

It was everything about her, the way she walked, her choice of clothing, her natural scent, the way she talked, her reaction when she was surprised, the sound of her laughter, the flow of her hair, her slender fingers, her hip dips, her height, her elegant stance, the way she ate without a care in the world and pretty much everything that defined her.

He sat in earnest, "why have you been avoiding me?", Lucas asked, wanting her honest answer, he loved her too much to force her into anything she didn't want. He leaned forward in his seat, his blue orbs piercing into her eyeballs, allowing him to access her feelings.