Luke and 40 :)
You aren’t one hundred percent sure what exactly was in the red solo cup you were holding any more. All you know is that Calum had poured it for you and it tasted good, so you didn’t exactly mind. You laughed at whatever the guy in front of you had said, the group around you seemingly finding him hilarious. In all honesty, you’d stopped listening the second he’d mentioned how he was going to take over his father’s business.
“You look incredible in that.” Luke’s voice was full of lust as he mumbled the words into your ear, hands locking around your hips and pulling you back into his chest. His lips press a small kiss just behind your ear as you him a thank you.
“It’s just your shirt and a pair of denim shorts though.” You remind him as he pulls you away from the group, spinning you around to pin you against the wall with his hips.
“Exactly.” His lips brush yours as he speaks, eyes shamelessly scanning your bod before finding yours again. “You have no clue what you do to me.”
“I think I might have an idea.” You smirk, pulling him into a kiss. He smirks against your lips, hands pulling you closer as his tongue slides between your lips.
“Alright you two, that’s wenough!” Michael shouts into your ears, both of you groaning as your forced to sperate. Your hands are tangled in Luke’s hair as you both turn to glare at Michael, your drink spilt on the floor. Michael smirks, tilting his beer towards the door before he speaks.
“If you want to act like animals, you go home. No one else needs to see it.”
“Good idea.” Luke agrees, stepping back and grabbing your hand in his. “See you later Mike.”
Michael rolls his eyes as you grin at him, Luke pulling you out of the house. As you make it outside, he turns to capture your lips with his again, smiling against you as he walks backwards down the street.
“I love you.” He smirks, throwing his arm around your shoulders.
“I love you too.”
