Luke
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It’s stupid how badly Luke wants you.
The way you look at him with those eyes has his heart beating a mile a minute— the way your shoulder brushes against his on occasion, those- those talks you start while he’s making his rounds for the night around the farm-
“You’re not s’posed to be here, miss,” He always tells you, but you stay, and it makes him feel all wobbly like jell-o.
But things won’t work out, even if he wants it.
You’re a sophisticated lady, and he’s just a working stiff.