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Chapter Ten

Shannon’s P.O.V

I paced the floor back and forth; feeling my heart beating quickly. Kicks swarmed my belly ferociously, basically telling me to calm the fuck down. Oh my god, I repeated multiple times. In seven short hours, I am going to become Shannon Reeves-Talvin! How did time fly by so quickly? One minute, I felt eyes on me during Paris Fashion Week and the next minute, I’m pregnant and about to walk down the aisle.

I’m so nervous-- what if I trip? What if I stumble over my words or just fuck up in any way? God, there are going to be so many people there and so many celebrities! I can’t believe that I am a thirty-three-year-old woman and am this afraid. Maybe I was just nervous for other reasons. I mean, we’ve practiced, prepared, and everything is set to go exactly as planned and I am marrying the man of my dreams! Granted, once upon a time ago, this wasn’t what I expected.

I thought I’d be marrying Brian; my first love. God, I was so in love with him and I thought felt the same. I thought that our baby would make everything complete and we’d live happily ever after...boy was I wrong. Jesus, I was so naive! When he came back into my life, I really believed him, I thought he had manned up and really wanted to try the family thing again. Sadly, that wasn’t the case. He just wanted the money. After that, finding love and trusting in it was difficult.

I remember the day that I finally decided to leave. I packed all of my things up and booked a one-way ticket out here with my ‘world’ on my hip. My ‘world’ is Shaeleigh. She was only two years old and I was a terrified eighteen-year-old with big dreams. I was 18 and started working on my dreams. I used to leave Shae at Miss Barbra’s house as I traveled to fashion school; day and night on the trains as I busted my ass at Mr. Lane’s cafe. I don’t know how I afforded to pay our bills. We lived in a tiny, crappy one bedroom but Mr. Lane and Miss Barbara took care of us and that’s why I still take care of them today.

But then, one miraculous day. It was God sent. I could literally feel heaven’s gates shining a light down onto me. I was late for an internship meeting and as I was trying to catch the train, someone bumped into me, causing all of my papers to scatter around the train. I broke down right there. I was so stressed, sick, barely eating and to top it off, I barely saw Shaeleigh. It was painful and all I wanted to be was her superhero but I was a failure. People approached me, worried as I sobbed my heart out. The next thing I knew, someone was picking up my sketches and all my contents and when I looked at their face, I nearly fainted.

Alexandre. One of the world’s biggest fashion designers. Firstly, I was shocked-- he was taking the subway (he takes public transportation to gain inspiration)? And secondly, he was holding out his hand for me. Me! I remember it like it was yesterday.


“Darling, why is a beautiful girl like you crying?” His sweet voice sounded like butter melting on a hot pan. I’ve always loved his voice.

“I’m sure you don’t want to be bothered with my sad story,” I said, frowning and he lifted my chin up, staring intently into my eyes.

“Speak,” He encouraged.

“Well, I’m an eighteen-year-old runaway who is a mother of a two-year-old (whom I barely see) trying to reach her dreams and life just keeps fucking me over. I’m also late for an important interview at a fashion company. I’m nothing but a soon to be a college dropout. I should’ve never gotten that scholarship, I don’t deserve it.”

“Honey you’re definitely not nothing. Everybody is something,” He said firmly.

“How can you say that? You don’t even know me! I’m a sad excuse of a mother, artist, student-- ugh! Living in a ratty one-bedroom apartment, not even knowing how I afford its bills.” I cried harder.

“What’s your name?” He asked.

“Sh-shannon, Shannon Reeves,” I whispered.

“Well Ms.Reeves, I see a strong woman before me-- full potential and determination in you. I see that you want everything so your daughter can feel happy and by these sketches, you’re an amazing designer. Come with me.” I hesitated before following him. He called a car and we were quickly sat inside. “What’s your address?” He asked.

“21 Maple Ave,” I replied. He told the driver and we were off. Once we got there, I just wanted to see my baby, so I headed over to Miss Barbara’s door first. I could hear her laughing and it spread warmth throughout my chest. “Miss Barbara?” I called out as I knocked.

“Shae?” She called out as she unlocked the door. “What happened to your interview?” I went to answer her but Shae came speeding into view.

“MAMA!” She yelled running over to me. She leaped in my arms and I squeezed her. “Mama crying?” she asked sadly.

“No,” I lied, shaking my head. She kissed my eyelids and I smiled at my beautiful girl.

“No crying. Mommy’s a big strong girl,” she said giggling. I chuckled and noticed Mrs.Barbara speaking with Alexandre. She looked happy, shocked, and on the verge of tears. Alexandre called me over.

“Now, if you are willing to be strong and stop the negative self-talk, I’m inviting you to live in my home and start working on your dreams.” He said and I gaped at him as he and Mrs.Barbara smiled.

“What?! You can’t be serious!” I stumbled over my words as I spoke quickly.

“I’m being serious. I see potential in you, Shaeleigh. I want you to achieve your goals for you and your daughter’s joy.”

“Oh my goodness! Thank you thank you thank you!” I jumped up.

“Yay!” Shae squealed, clueless.

“Lilian will love her, she’s always wanted children.” Lilian; his wife was a famous actress.

That day, I packed up my things and moved in with the Wins.


From that day, they became my parents more than my actual parents. I’d go to classes three times a week and the other two days, I’d go to work with Alexandre. Shae and Lilian fell in love with each other and she became her mini-me. Shae even still calls her ‘grandma.’ Miss Barbara would also come over and she and Lilian became best friends. How amazing is life? But I would give anything to those people. Seriously.

Alexandre treated me like I was his own seed. They spoiled Shae and me like crazy and I owe everything to them. When I’d go to work with him, it wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows though and that’s what pushed me to make my own name. People would get jealous of our relationship and say he was playing favorites because I was his ‘adopted’ daughter. I pushed myself to get into higher places without him and in two years, I was where I wanted to be.

I was twenty and Shae was now an adventurous four-year-old. I was doing it big, made a name for myself, and had my own money. I had moved out of the Wins and into my own penthouse. It looked like it came straight from an Ikea magazine. I remember life was improving and things were happening so swiftly-- I felt lonely. I mean. I had my daughter, the Wins, and Miss Barbara and Mr. Lane had gotten married! They were my family but I still felt alone. So, I reached out to my family.

I found out that my sister had a baby-- Andrea, a year after I did and she and her boyfriend were engaged. I felt so many emotions! Sad, jealous, embarrassed. I mean, growing up, I always felt inadequate to Reba. She was older, got better grades, and had a loving boyfriend while I was always drawing and getting my heart broken by the boys your parents warn you about. But mostly, I didn’t even know that my sister had a child! Shae had a cousin. I flew them and my parents out to LA for one of my biggest shows and things were great...then they weren’t. Brian was back in my life.


We were all having lunch and I was so happy being surrounded by both my family and adopted family. Everything was going great and Shae had a cousin that she couldn’t stop obsessing over! She and Andrea instantly became besties and it was a beautiful thing to see. My parents also had...grown. They connected with both the Wins and Lanes. I think my parents were honestly just happy to hear my voice again that they couldn’t care less about the past and kept it as it was; the past. I was really enjoying my life. I had a new best friend; Leona, I was a celebrity, and I had a few famous hookups. It was the year 2000, baby! Then he showed up.


He looked like a lost child, tears streaming down his face. “S-shannon,” he stuttered. Everyone turned to me, looking between the two of us. He walked slowly, closer and closer towards me and I was frozen in place. “Baby, it’s you. God, you still look the same. Beautiful.” He murmured.

“Brian?” I gasped. He still looked the same, just aged up, and still had that bad boy edge.

“Yeah, it’s me. God, I miss you so much.” He started, swallowing and licking his lips with nerves.

“What- what are you doing here?” I whispered with anxiety.

“I...wanted to see you. I miss you so much and wanted to talk.”

“Talk?” I spluttered.

“I realized that at sixteen, I was dumb! An idiot and an asshole for leaving you and Shae.” Shae’s head snapped up and she looked at the foreign man suspiciously. “I was scared and I didn’t know what I was doing. I missed not being in my daughter’s life. She’s 4 and...what I’m trying to say I’m back...if you’ll have me?” He winced, a few tears falling from his eyes. I gasped, feeling faint. I dragged him to the side.

“What is this?!” I boomed. Who did he think he was? And how did he find me?

“I want you back, baby.” He whispered before crashing his lips on mine. I was frozen but then returned the kiss. Our lips moved in sync, bringing me back to old times and my heartbeat sped up. I was so afraid but I missed this. I missed affection. I missed being in love. I was so so naive. I smiled remembering our first kiss. “Do you want me?” He asked

I chewed on my lip, nerves rippling through me. “I need to think about it.” I replied. I barely thought as he was in my bed that same night.


I cringed, as that memory replayed in my head. I was stupid! A fool but sadly, a fool in love. But I was a fool in love. I should’ve never let him into my home.


I hurried back home since I forgot a few of my work things on the counter. I barged into the house, looking everywhere. Shae must’ve dropped it. My baby girl was so happy to have her parents together, she was always excited and running around the house. She said she felt like all the girls in school who talk about their daddies. I laughed as I ran upstairs to check in the bedroom, remembering that I had read some of it the night before and didn’t put it back in the folder. But when I walked in, the sight in front of me had me covering my mouth in horror and clutching my stomach as if I was going to vomit all over the floor.

“Shannon!” He screamed but I ran out of the house and jumped into my car, speeding off. Brian was on our bed-- our bed! With two girls, one sucking, licking and kissing everything down below and when I saw below, I mean everything. And the other, ass spread on his mouth. I gagged pulling over to vomit. I kiss him! He kisses Shae and he has the audacity to stick his tongue into other women’s asses! I felt disgusted! How many times have I had sex -unprotected- with him right after he’s slept with how many other women? And the most disgusting thing is that I have been sleeping on those sheets!

Those sheets could have all sorts of juices, stains, and marks on them! My skin crawled and I felt disgusting but more importantly, I felt stupid. Like a dumb piece of shit. I ended up driving over to Reba’s house and as soon as I banged on her door, she opened it with no questions and embraced me into a hug before pulling me inside. After that day, everything came spiraling out.

I found out that Brian had been stealing my money and that those girls weren’t just random girls. I couldn’t make them out at the moment -because I ran out of the house- but I knew exactly who they were. Those five girls that he introduced me to as his ‘friends’ were his sex buddies whom he gave my money, clothes, and all sorts of items to. I kept wondering why some of my things kept disappearing and I brushed it off as Reba borrowing them but no. He was giving it to them. Then I found out what he did to Shaeleigh and let’s just say that Reba’s husband had to pull me off of him. I had actually punched him repeatedly.


At that moment, I had hated him. I never wanted to see him again and I never wanted a man ever. I scrubbed my body for hours until I had felt abrasions on my skin. My skin was red and raised like I had over exfoliated too much. I wanted to wash him of my life. I cried for weeks, I barely ate and I was so depressed. And now, I was marrying a man who would go to hell and back for me. A man who would kill someone for looking at me and my daughter the wrong way. You truly get your flowers when the time is right, just have faith. I took a deep breath in the mirror and felt instantly calmer. What was I worried about? I am marrying the love of my life.

I stepped out of the room and into the main room where the girls were chatting happily.

“Morning mommy!” Shae squealed, happily. I smiled, remembering when she would wake me up every morning at seven.

“Morning baby,” I hugged her tightly. “What are you girls up to?”

“Nothing much, just waiting for our breakfast,” Cass answered and I nodded.

“Nice, what are you watching?” I asked.

“Vampire Diaries reruns! You can never get enough of Damon!” Jackie said.

“Yes, you know I almost dated one of the actors...” Sheila smirked. “But, my parents forbid me. They think he’s a bad boy.” She rolled her eyes.

“Then you can’t date Dylan,” Cassandra laughed and I raised an eyebrow. I am so out of the loop, Shae used to tell me everything!

“Oh yes, I am! I actually like him and I am about to be eighteen, I don’t care what my parents say.” She said and I laughed.

“Don’t mind me, I’m just a mom eavesdropping.” I waved them off as I took a seat.

“They’re going to take one look at his -I’ll admit- cute punk rock self and gasp, saying no no!” Jackie laughed.

“My parents are going to think he’s bad just because of his chains and clothing. I can counterattack them and call them out for judging his appearance! Dylan’s sweet and we even went to the movies together last week. He’s amazing!” Sheila said dreamily as she looked glazed over.

“Oh how I miss my teenage years,” I sighed dramatically.

“Ms. Reeves, you’re only thirty-three! That’s young as hell.” Jackie playfully scolded.

“Yeah mom,” Shae said and I smiled. Just then the food came and my belly grumbled. Yes, baby, I’ll feed you.


Shaliegh’s P.O.V

After eating, it was finally time to get ready and I was so ecstatic! It was going to be the best day ever. I kept smiling because I couldn’t be happier for my mother. She deserves this! And I love Greg. He and Andy have been amazing additions to our family and I couldn’t be more grateful. It’s almost as if this is what we needed. I looked over at my friends in excitement and squealed. We were definitely being pampered right now. My mom had hired a full hair and makeup team and they were so gentle and magnificent in their work. Our makeup was a soft glam, spring look and our hair was down in big curls. My mom’s makeup was similar but her hair was twisted up into a gorgeous bun.

After our makeup was done, we put on our dresses. The dresses were a gorgeous floor-length blush color in a v-neck style. I won’t lie, I feel like my boobs are going to spill out. I just hope the guys pay attention to the ceremony and not our chest. Our nails were also done in a cute and simple french manicure and I need to dress like this every day.

“I feel like a princess,” Andrea said as she spun in her dress.

“I know right!” I said.

“Time for the dress,” Cass squealed as my mom stepped into her gown. I smiled and grabbed her, leading her into the bathroom.

“There,” I said as I zipped and buttoned everything up for her. I almost cried as I stared at her in the mirror. “You look beautiful mom” I rested my head on her shoulder.

“Thank you, baby. You look stunning.” She whispered.

“Mommy?” I mumbled, holding back my tears.

“Hmm?” She asked, turning to face me.

“You’re my superhero,” I whispered and nearly burst into tears right there. She embraced me in a tight hug before pecking the corner of my lips like she used to do when I was a child.

We hugged a little longer before stepping out into the room. Everyone smiled and started cheering and my mom blushed! Aww! Yep, I get blushing from my mom.

Greg’s P.O.V

I will admit, I was nervous as shit. I wasn’t going to deny it. We were up in the room, talking, getting ready, and God, I felt like my heart was going to burst! I am finally making my girl my wife for life. I love that girl like nothing else. Well, I love my son but the love I have for Shannon is so different.

“You ready dad?” Andy asked, coming into the bathroom. I nodded, turning to face my son. My son has grown up to be a wonderful man. I remember when his mother died when he was only three. I loved her as well, she was my first love and I know she’d be happy that I finally found a good woman to help raise her son. She had died in a bad accident, I remember that day like it was yesterday. I have always tried my hardest all these years to keep her memory alive for Andy. He was too young and barely remembers her. But he looks just like her. I smiled as I fixed his bow tie and patted down his suit.

“I’m so proud of you,” I murmured.

“Why?” He asked.

“You’ve grown to be such a great man. Your mother would be proud.” I said, genuinely.

“Thanks, Dad,” He said hugging me. “But I’m pretty sure she would be more proud of you.” He whispered before pulling away and exiting the room. Not before smiling deeply at me.


It was finally time. All of us men were lined up at the altar, waiting for our girls to meet us halfway. I smiled appreciatively as I looked down the line sharp and great men. The most surprising were Andy, Michael, and Dylan. Andy and Michael not in their regular attire of jeans and Chelsea boots and God, Dylan not wearing chains and spikes. I shook my head with a small smile right as the music started playing. We watched as Molly and Tommy began walking the aisle.

Molly scattered flowers everywhere and Tommy ran behind her; trying to keep up. We all laughed at the cuteness. Molly is Reba’s youngest daughter and Tommy is my brother; Kerry’s son. When they made it to the front, Molly sprinkled some flowers at us before batting her lashes adorably.

After they took their spots, the first bridesmaid to walk down was Sheila. Her dress was gorgeous but Shae was right; it was a tad bit revealing and of course, Dylan’s eyes were glued to her chest. We all shook our heads as he threw us an innocent smirk. Next was Jackie and James and all I can say is, I hope Shae altered her dress. I don’t need Darien thinking any thoughts. By the time Cassandra came out, I realized that wouldn’t be the case as I had to send Andy a stern look. The boy didn’t even try to be discreet as his mouth watered at the sight of her.

As Shae approached the entrance, I gave Darien a pointed look, causing him to tightly smile at me. Shae happily walked down the aisle, with a wide smile on her face. She looked absolutely stunning— just like her mother. These past few months, our relationship had grown immensely. I considered her my own flesh and blood. She was the daughter I’ve always wanted. Darien stared directly into her eyes the entire time and I smiled at them. Smart boy.

Suddenly, the song changed to the infamous wedding march and everyone rose. My bride was coming. I shook my nerves out as Andy patted my back. I slowly moved down the steps to greet her. Shannon looked absolutely stunning, like the queen she is as she was escorted by the three different men in her life. That’s one for the books. Her father held her right hand, Alexandre held her left, and Mr.Lane walked in front of them, with a joyous smile on his face. My baby was finally getting the fairytale she deserved.

“Greg, we hope you treat our princess well.” David, her father said. Each one hugged and kissed her cheek before going to sit down. I took her soft hand in mine and escorted her up.

“Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to celebrate and share the love as Shannon and Greg unite in holy matrimony and become one.” The minister started. He said a few beautiful words and verses before getting to the vows. I had zoned out, entranced by Shannon’s beauty.

“You’re beautiful,” I whispered as she blushed.

“Greg, will you take Shannon to be your wife? Will you love, honor, and cherish her now and forevermore? To live together in harmony? Will you love her, comfort her, honor her, and love her in sickness and in health— in sorrow and in joy so long as you both shall live?” He asked.

I breathed out slowly and happily, “I do!” I said slipping the ring on her finger.

“Shannon, will you take Greg to be your husband? Will you love, honor, and cherish him now and forevermore? To live together in harmony? Will you love him, comfort him, honor him, and love him in sickness and in health— in sorrow and in joy so long as you both shall live??”

“I do I do,” She squealed as everyone chuckled. She slipped my ring on I squeezed our hands.

“With the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride!” He shouted happily. I dipped Shannon and kissed her hungrily. My wife. My fucking wife. Everyone cheered and we smiled into the kiss. “Mr. and Mrs.Greg and Shannon Reeves-Talvin!” We looked up and made our way down the aisle with our bridal party following.


Shaliegh’s P.O.V

It was a few hours and we were at the reception. The evening was going wonderfully and everyone was happy. Mom and Greg danced to Cinderella, Andy and I gave speeches, I danced with Darien and I was in total and utter bliss. Granted, it was a little weird watching him remove the garter from mom’s leg. He was under there for a while then came out smirking, causing Andy and I to gag.

“Which one of yous are going to catch it?” Greg asked, laughing. All the guys huddled up as Greg flung it behind him. Andy got it easily.

“How did you not catch it Mr. Quarterback?” Greg teased Darien and we all laughed.

“Everyone gather around for the bouquet toss!” The DJ called out as mom danced in the middle of the dancefloor. All the girls lined up as mom teased us, pretending to throw it. She finally tossed it and it landed right on my face! I squealed as I grabbed it, giggling.

“Haha!” I said, waving it around.

Andy grimaced and handed the garter to Darien. “Have fun with that bro,” He laughed, I blushed as Darien happily took it. Now he had to slide it up my leg.

Everyone oohh’d as Darien knelt right in front of me. I sat on the chair with anxiety. “This should be the other way around,” He said, smirking and I gasped, making sure no one heard him.

“Last time I checked you were the one on your knees last,” I whispered.

“What can I say? You taste good,” He shrugged, causing me to blush.

“Darien” I whined out.

“Oh yeah, that’s how you sounded. I love it” He added.

“I’m going to kill you. But right now, I want you. Want to sneak off afterward?” I breathed out and he groaned nodding his head.

Sheila’s P.O.V

I don’t know what it was but the way Dylan looked today, God he was so hot. His persona, attitude, just the way he carried himself turned me on to the max. I love a good, dangerous boy who isn’t afraid to test the limits. He was standing with the other guys, laughing and I said fuck it as I approached him.

“Bro,” Darien said, nodding towards me. They all looked knowingly at him. I mean with the sway of my hips, you had to know what I was after. I walked past him and stared directly into his eyes, my eyes telling him to follow me. The boys whistled and basically pushed him after me.

We walked upstairs into many of the vacant rooms and I immediately locked the door and grabbed him by his tie. “I’ve been wanting to do this all day.” I breathed out. He grabbed me roughly by the throat and placed his lips onto mine harshly before pinning me to the wall. He held my wrists together above my head as he swiftly pulled his tie off and wrapped it around them. My heart started to beat wildly with excitement.

“Are you sure you want this?” He whispered, darkly. “I won’t go easy on you.”

“Don’t. I like watching my makeup artists cover up my bruises.” I whispered back. He quivered slightly, the bulge in his pants growing even tighter as he grabbed me by the throat and brought our lips together again. I moaned as he slipped his tongue into my mouth-- he tasted divine.

“Turn around.” He said menacingly and I did as I was told. My arms were still constrained and with the way I twisted, my ass was perfectly raised for him. He unzipped my dress and let it cascade down my legs before he slapped my raw ass. “No panties?” He growled.

“I told you, I’ve been waiting all day for this,” I smirked. He turned our bodies to face the mirror and he grabbed my throat from behind.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He murmured as he kissed the back of my head. “I’m going to ruin, baby.” I bit my lip in anticipation as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick.

“Go in raw, I want to feel all of you. I’m on the pill.” I said quickly.

“You’re lucky I get tested regularly.” He groaned as he entered me slowly.

“Fuck,” I moaned, feeling how big he was. He started to pump slow before picking up the pace. God, he felt so good! He was stretching me out as he started to pound me into me, damn near causing me to scream. I had to bite my lip to hold everything in.

He grabbed my hair and wrapped it around his wrist and pulled my head up; directly in front of the mirror. “Watch yourself. Watch yourself getting fucked like a slut.”

“Oh my God, Dylan,” I cried out. “Say more,” I begged.

“You like when I call you a slut? I can feel you tighten each time I say it. Arch your back more my little slut, I want to feel you pulse on me.” Fucking, hell! I was tipping over. He pounded faster into me and I was so close.

“Please, Dylan! I’m so close!” I moaned.

“Touch yourself, baby, show what your dirty little fingers do.” He whispered darkly as if he were lost in a different dimension. The pleasure overtook him. I looked up into his eyes as they connected with my own. We stared intently at each other as he started fucking me even harder. I yelped before he slapped me on the cheek.

“Shit!” I moaned.

“Don’t fucking be so loud baby,” He warned, his hand linger next to my face still so I did it again, earning another slap. “What did I say?”

“I don’t like listening,” I teased.

“And for that, I can see a lot of punishments in your future.”

“I’m about to...” I trailed off as I felt him finish inside of me, coaxing my own release.

“Fuck...” We both moaned simultaneously.

After we caught our breaths and he helped me slide my dress back on, I kissed him softly. “That felt so...fucking good.” He blew out.

“Nothing like you ever had, right?” I whispered. It felt like a connection.

“That’s because we feel something for each other,” He whispered back. “I’ve never felt this way but I want you to be mine. I don’t want or want to even think of someone else touching you.” It sounded so possessive, I moaned a little.

“You’re something else, Dylan and I don’t want anyone else touching you either,” I responded, cupping his face softly. My parents will not approve but no one is going to ruin us.

Jackie’s P.O.V

James had me pinned to the bathroom wall, trailing kisses on my body. “James!” I giggled and he chuckled. He was so cute, God!

“Yes baby,” He cooed with a boyish grin.

“Not here! We’re at a wedding and this is a bathroom,” I said laughing.

“I know. I’m just getting you ready,” He said huskily.

“You turn me on way too much” I blurted out, blushing.

“That’s the effect I have on you, baby.” He said

“Are you saying I’m yours?” I asked.

“Baby, you’ve been mine, no need to even ask a silly question.” He blew out, looking into my eyes. I grinned.

“Boyfriend...” I trailed off with a grin and he mirrored it. He gave me a soft and sweet kiss and we just hugged for a few moments.

“Fuck...!” We heard outside the door, causing us both to jump.

“What the hell? Was that...” I stared with wide eyes.

“Dylan and Sheila.” He laughed. I snorted as we burst into laughter. “Horny bastards.”

“Sheila will kill him, she loves sex,” I sighed with laughter.

“Then, they’re a match made in heaven. The chains aren’t only a fashion statement for our boy Dylan.” James winked and I gasped. Oh?

“Hmm, maybe we’ll end up like them later tonight if you’re lucky,” I said walking out the room, swaying my hips and he groaned following me.

“Such a damn tease,” He said before smacking my ass.

Andrea’s P.O.V

After the reception, Michael and I were sitting on the roof of his car, cuddling and honestly just talking about whatever.

He leaned up on his arm and stared at me. “So...about that kiss. Do you really like me?” He asked. I blushed and nodded slowly.

“Yeah. Yeah, I do.” I whispered, turning to face him slightly. I looked up into the dark night sky, surprised that I could see the stars.

“Good, I like you too.” He said before leaning onto me and pressing his lips against mine. The kiss was so soft, sensual, and somewhat emotional. I don’t know if it was just the energy but something felt so beautiful about this moment. He flipped us over and grabbed my waist, pulling me onto him so I straddled him. Our lips never left each other once.

I smiled against his lips as we pulled apart for air. “What does this mean ?” I asked

“Means you’re my girl if you’ll have me?” He said, smirking. I crashed my lips to his again. Who would’ve thought that I would be Michael Lake’s ‘girl?’

Cassandra’s P.O.V

Andy and I were bringing things out to the car and he bumped me, nearly making me tip over. “Hey!” I laughed, bumping him back.

“What?” He smirked, giving me an innocent look.

“You bumped me,” I said, throwing my hands in the air.

“Like you didn’t like it, ” He winked.

“Jerk!” I said hitting him.

“Did you just hit me?” He asked. I gulped ready to run. As I was about to run, he trapped me, grabbing me backward by the waist. “Where are you going, baby?” He asked, his minty breath hypnotizing me.

“N-nowhere,” I stuttered.

“Good.” He whispered huskily in my ear and left a hushed kiss there. He then slid his hands down my sides and began to freaking tickle me.

“Aahh!” I screamed, giggling. It was so good but hurt so bad. I giggled more and he laughed. “Please! Mercy!” I cried out.

“Nope,” He said laughing hard. After a while, he stopped and slumped against the car. “Exhausting,” He breathed out. I nodded and closed my eyes, taking in long, deep breaths.“What are we doing, Cassandra?” He sighed.

“What do you mean?” I asked confused but nervous.

“This...this game.” He exasperated. He turned to face me and placed his hand on my cheek and I leaned into his cheek, closing my eyes softly. I don’t care anymore, I am falling for Andy Talvin.

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Inkitt is the world’s first reader-powered publisher, providing a platform to discover hidden talents and turn them into globally successful authors. Write captivating stories, read enchanting novels, and we’ll publish the books our readers love most on our sister app, GALATEA and other formats.