C113 Pent-up Feelings.

It’s hot. So scorching hot, making Lucas flap his closed eyes and wince. He really needs to know what’s biting his skin like that and forcefully slamming his eyes open, the sun bashed into it.

Acting on autopilot, Lucas slammed it shut instantly and grunted, profanities slipped from his mouth. His eyes are gritty like a bucket of sand was poured into it.

On a second attempt