Chapter 3

Just as I was about to turn and leave, Lucas moved.

He got up and went to where I had been sitting.

Slowly, he turned his face towards the foam cushion.

Then he took a deep breath, his expression shifting to one of utter bliss and satisfaction...

He looked just like an addict after getting a fix.

No one in that corner of the cafe could see him, except me through the window.

My fragile psyche was utterly shaken.

Ugh, what the actual fuck?!

Thinking back now, when he first saw me.

That change in his eyes wasn't surprise.

It was excitement!

I had no idea young people these days were into such kinky stuff.