One Wild Night

789  Very Likeable

It wasn't every time that Amy had a hard time picking out what to wear to the office, but this morning, she had a hard time doing so.

No matter what she picked out, it wasn't good enough, and she didn't want to admit that her inability to pick out the right office wear might be tied to a certain young man who was waiting in the car outside.

After going at it for over twenty minutes, she finally settled for a blue two pieces pencil skirt suit which she had never worn to the office. Miley had forced her into getting it during one of their vacations together, so it was only right that she wore it now.

The pencil skirt which was slightly above her knees had two tiny slits in front of both thighs, and the jacket had a little V-neck, exposing a little cleavage.

As she looked at her reflection in the mirror, she wondered if she wasn't a bit overdressed. She didn't want Lucas to think she was dressed this way to impress him.

She wasn't. She was just seizing this opportunity to wear something nice to the office.

"Amy, you're overthinking and wasting time," Amy told herself.

It wasn't like Lucas would know that she usually didn't dress this way to the office. He had never seen her at the office after all, Amy reminded herself.

She couldn't help but wonder what Miley would think or say if she found out that she was with Lucas right now and was wearing the sexy suit she had pressured her into buying.

Miley would probably laugh happily and say something silly, Amy thought with a sad smile as she remembered how Miley had kept pestering her to seduce Lucas.

she walked over to her closet to pick out a pair of heeled sandals.

As she put on her sandals, her phone rang and she paused to receive the call when she saw that it was from Lucy.

"Good morning, Lucy," Amy greeted the moment she received the call.

"Good morning, Amy. I hope you rested well. You don't have to go to the office today…."

"I'm getting prepared to leave for the police station, and I will be going to the office from there. You don't have to worry about me. I'm fine," Amy said, cutting her off.

"You can pick out something from my closet. I'm sure my clothes would fit," Lucy said, and Amy winced when she realized that she was yet to tell Lucy that she had left the apartment already and was now at her place.

How was she going to explain to Lucy that she had left with her car without her permission? And she had left 'strangers' at her apartment? She couldn't possibly lie to Lucy that her 'friends' had left since she was pretty sure the neigbor who had alerted her of their presence might also inform her that her car was missing.

"Amy? Are you there?" Lucy asked when Amy went silent.

"Yeah. The thing is, I left your place already. And I took your car. I didn't want to bother Mia and I didn't want to borrow your clothes to the office. I'm sorry I didn't call to pre-inform you," Amy said and Lucy's brows pulled together.

If it were her cousins that visited as Mia had said, why didn't she take money from them? And how did she know where to find the car key? Why was the whole thing not adding up? And just how was Amy able to find her car key? She never left them out in the open. Did Amy search through her stuff? Lucy mused.

"I see. What about your guests? Did they leave with you?" Lucy asked curiously.

"Yes. Yes, they did," Any lied when she remembered that Lucas had said he would move to the hotel with Tyler.

"Alright. That's fine then. I guess he left your place already," Lucy asked referring to Malone.

She wasn't going to bother asking Amy any further questions. She was just going to stop by her apartment later to be sure that everything was intact.

"Yes, he did. He left a note saying he would be back, but I'm taking it to the station," Amy said and Lucy nodded.

"Good. The CEO wants a picture of him. Something clear that can be left with the security at the company so they can easily identify him if he dares to show his face at the company," Lucy said, not seeing the need to refer to Tom as Tom to Amy since she didn't want Amy to address Tom casually.

She might be friends with Amy, but Tom was still Amy's boss until Tom chooses otherwise. And referring to him as my boyfriend to Amy, would sound somehow, so she preferred to use his title.

"You told him about it?" Amy asked with a slight frown.

"Yes, I did. We spend time at my place together, so it only makes sense that I let him know someone else will be there and why. Don't worry, your secret is safe with Tom," Lucy said confidently.

"Alright. I will send you his photograph after I hang up. I need to get going now. I will let you know how it goes at the police station," Amy promised before hanging up.

Done with the phone call, she quickly went to Malone's instagram page to screenshot one of his pictures and she forwarded it to Lucy.

As she finished wearing her sandals, Amy decided to take one last look at herself in the mirror before heading for the door, but she shook her head when she saw her face.

It was too bare, she decided, and sat to apply a bit of makeup even though she wasn't entirely a makeup person.

She took extra care with her makeup, and she assured herself that she wasn't doing that because of Lucas.

She was just trying to make sure her face was in alignment with her outfit. What was the point of putting so much effort into her outfit if she wouldn't touch up her face?

Once Amy was satisfied with her appearance, she went out to join Lucas who was waiting in the car, and when Lucas saw her approaching, he raised a brow.

"You sure took your sweet time to dress up," Lucas murmured without sparing her a second glance as she got into the car.contemporary romance

"Yeah, I did. I'm sorry I kept you waiting," Amy said sweetly, choosing not to argue with him unnecessarily.

Without responding, Lucas started the car.

Although she felt a bit miffed that after all the effort she had gone through to look good, he didn't so much as offer a compliment but was complaining, she knew he didn't owe her a compliment, and she also remembered how he had acted when Miley had been fishing for a compliment during their date the last time.

Lucas was a man that did only what he wanted to do, and not what others expected of him or wanted. That was part of his charm anyway.

Wasn't that why she had despised Malone and all the other guys from the beginning? For not being men enough like Lucas to turn down Miley's overture.

As much as she had wanted Miley's plan to work, she had felt that the men who applied for the position were not men enough or good enough. Perhaps Miley had felt that way as well, hence she kept talking about Lucas.

"Are we still going to the police station or are you going somewhere else?" Lucas asked, breaking into Amy's thought.

Amy raised a brow, "Where else would I want to go?"

"I don't know. Just asking," Lucas said with a shrug.

"Just so you know, this is how I usually dress to the office. It has nothing to do with you…."

"I didn't ask, and you don't have to worry. It didn't cross my mind for a second that you would spend so much time getting spruced up for me," Lucas assured her and she scowled.

"Lucas…."

"Don't call me that," he said and Amy raised a brow.

"Why not?" She asked since he had been the first to start speaking informally to her and asking her personal questions.

"Because when you say in that tone all I hear is 'Look Ass' and I don't want to hear it," Lucas said and Amy's brows pulled together.

"You remember that?" She asked, remembering very well that she had said that the night she attacked him with her handbag (chapter 430).

If he remembered that, then he must remember all the other things she had said as well, right? She mused as a blush slowly crept up her face.

"Was I supposed to forget it?" He asked, and Amy cleared her throat.

"Lucy called," Amy said, choosing to change the subject.

"And?"

"I told her I borrowed her car and she asked if my visitors left with me," Amy explained and Lucas turned to look at her.

"Did she ask how you got her car key?" Lucas asked, since he knew where Lucy kept it only because Lucy had told him where to keep it during his last visit there.

"No. Why?" She asked and Lucas sighed.

"You shouldn't ordinarily be able to find her car key unless you searched through her stuff. She is most likely going to want to stop over at her place to see if anything is out of place," Lucas said and Amy frowned.

"I don't like that. I don't want her to think I'm the sort of person to go through someone's stuff. I didn't even open a single drawer or touch anything. I only slept on the bed." Amy said and Lucas sighed.

"I'm sorry. It will all be resolved today. I'm sure when she sees me she will understand better," Lucas said softly.

"You haven't told me why you are doing this," Amy reminded him.

Lucas shrugged, "Two reasons. First, it is in my nature to want to help others. That's why I studied medicine. Secondly, although I don't like or support what you chose to do, I admire your loyalty to Miley, and I don't think you deserve to suffer this way for trying to be a good friend. Even though…."

"I'm not sure I want to hear the next part of your statement. I'm okay with the first part. Thanks," Amy said, cutting him off.

"Why not?" Lucas asked and she gave him a stiff smile.

"Cause I'm pretty sure you're about to go on and on about how you think my loyalty was misguided and my action illogical. And how you think I should have convinced her otherwise, am I wrong?" Amy asked and Lucas scowled, hating that she had predicted correctly.

Amy smiled when he didn't say anything, "Miley really liked you a lot, you know? Although I can't understand why…."

"What do you mean by that? I've been told that I'm a very likable person," Lucas cut in defensively.

"I was going to say I can't understand why she had to meet you at that point of her life, but thanks for letting me know you are likable. I really had no idea," Amy said dryly.

"I'm sure you do. You said it yourself that you thought I was cute and calm," Lucas said and Amy sighed deeply at the realization that they were back to that.

"What was that name you called me? Let's see," Lucas said with a thoughtful expression as he tried to recall it, "Dr Hottie, right?" He asked, and Amy resisted the urge to scowl.

"I was upset. I didn't mean anything I said," Amy said and Lucas nodded.

He was sure she didn't realize that saying she didn't mean anything she said, was the same as admitting that she didn't mean what she said about him not being as cute and calm as she had thought.

That definitely meant she thought he was cute and calm, Lucas thought with a chuckle.

"I agree," Lucas said making Amy frowned as she wondered what he was finding amusing.

"If I may ask, Why are you always so violent?" Lucas asked curiously.

"I'm not violent…."

"Yes, you are. You seem to always be in fight mode and I'm surprised that you went into flight mode when it mattered most. You should have fought the intruder out of your apartment instead of running away. Do you only have the impulse to attack innocent and unsuspecting people?" He asked, since he had been wondering why she had been quick to attack him yet had run away from her own apartment.

"I didn't think I could win against him…."

"And you thought you could win against me?" Lucas asked as he turned to spare her a glance.

"You can't compare both incidents. In your case, I was out in the open and it was attack or be attacked. What was I supposed to do? Scream and then wait to be robbed? I had to attack first before thinking of yelling for help since that would alert you to the fact that I know I was being followed had you been an actual thief. I had to defend myself. Malone's case was different. Growing up, my mom always used to say it is good to defend yourself and get justice later, than to get justice after you're dead. But it is better to know when to try to defend yourself and when to flee. I didn't want to risk getting raped," Amy said as Lucas pulled the car to a stop in front of the police station.

"I see. We are here now," Lucas said as he parked the car and they both got out of the car.

He hoped he would be able to wrap up things with her and here and wouldn't have to see her again before leaving. Somehow conversing with her made him feel like he was a fish being slowly reeled and whether he liked it or not he was getting more and more involved.

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