Victory Storm "Love Hurricane"

With my body close to his, I had also felt his muscles stiffening against me under his light t-shirt.

They were very similar to the ones Adam kept moulding at the gym every day and that had made me feel in the seventh heaven. Adam was right: Lucas had grown up and I was sure that, being so well-built, he surely wouldn't let his father beat him so easily any more.

However, I had to hold back the itch I felt in my hands, ready to pull his t-shirt up and check if he had any marks of belt on his skin, or anything else.

By touching his skin and hearing his voice after such a long time, I felt the stone I had been carrying with me for so many years crumble down. Lucas was safe. He was with me. At last!

The only negative side, which was making me feel upset once more, was the scar on his left brow. Even if it was slightly covered by a piercing, I couldn't avoid noticing it, because his hair hadn't grown there again.

I took his hands into mine and held them tight, still entranced for such a quick and unexpected meeting.

“You can't imagine how much I have been missing you, Lucas. I'm so... happy,” I exclaimed stumbling on the last word, after I had brushed my fingers on the deep wounds he had on his knuckles.

I looked at him scared, at the thought of what he must have done to get safe from his father's violence.

I saw him staring straight into my eyes for a moment, then he suddenly drew back frightened.

“Lucas, are you okay?” I tried to ask him. I felt so anxious that I was almost choking, but he didn't answer me.

I tried to get closer and put my hand on his arm, but something behind me pushed me violently, making me lose my balance.

Luckily Lucas reached out his arm and held me, even if he brushed against my breast in doing it. I turned, uneasy and surprised for that strange assault and, before I could even realize what the hell was going on, I found myself crushed into four arms and enveloped in a cloud of vanilla scent.

“Kira! What a surprise!” a very sharp female voice squealed, piercing through my ears.

As soon as I was able to get free from that octopus-hug, I saw Roxanne smiling face, covered with freckles and piercings, before me. At the same time, Jane's curly red hair peeped out behind me.

My two beloved friends!

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