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“It’s just a visit, babe. All of this will still be here, and I think you’ll be glad to have done it. Not just because you want to be there for your gran, but also because it’s a great opportunity to network.”
“I’m not sure how much networking I plan to do, babe.”
Snorting, I take her face in my hands and look into her eyes. “If you think your gran is going to let you fuss over her you’ve lost your mind, baby. She’s going to drag you to London when she’s feeling up to it and have you parading yourself in front of everyone that matters to your career.”
“Crap, she is, isn’t she?”
Keys rattling in the door pull our attention. Bella spills through with bags of chips, dips and god knows what else.
“Are you bitches ready to party?”
“Bella, why the hell are you taking all that?” Eden demands.
Bella hooks a thumb over her shoulder. “Ask her.”
Pia glides in looking hella hot. “It’s my first night away from Meena, and I plan to splurge.”
I can’t help but notice Todd is absent. Eden does too because she side eyes me.
“Bryce will have a ton of this shit at the house,” Eden says.
“Pfft, this is pregame snacking,” Pia says, already reaching into one of the bags and ripping open some chips.
Becca comes out of her and Bella’s room in her robe and with makeup half done.
“Can we wrap this up and get ready? We’ve got a going away party to get to.”
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Eden
I’m having one major case of déjà vu! Bryce’s childhood home is thumping, and it’s full of the same people who frequented his parties in high school, they’re just several years older. Unlike the first time I came to one of his ragers, I’m not half as introverted. In high school I had zero interest in partying or drinking. It’s why Mum and Dad love me so much and clearly think I’m the best. Jenna wasn’t so well behaved.
Pia had to bribe me to get me here for the first time. It was only the promise of seeing Sloane that convinced me to give the party a shot. I’m glad I did though, becauseSloane asked me out the morning after. She’d gotten pretty wasted, and I’d looked after her. She thought she’d blown her chance with me, but I was totally nuts about her and snapped her hand off at the chance to go on a date.
The rest, as they say, is history. I went to several of Bryce’s shindigs after that and he became a part of our weird little social circle. I’m sad we lost contact in college, but I suppose that doesn’t matter now, because here we are, in his mum’s kitchen, drinking beer and reminiscing. I’m happy to hear he still paints. Although Bryce was a jock, he was a really talented artist.
The night progresses as expected. Drinking, beer pong, dancing and more drinking. By half eleven, though, I’ve swapped to water because I’m very aware I have a flight in the morning. Plus, I plan to make my last night with Sloane memorable.
Bella and the gang are staying at Bryce’s just like we did back in the day. Sloane and I opted out because we both need privacy, and our own bed. Fuck, it feels weird calling my bed ours, but it is now. Sloane might not have fully moved in, but I already consider the apartment hers, too. She’s got a few more boxes to shift, which Todd has promised to help with. I wanted to have her moved in before leaving, but we simply didn’t have enough time.
My heart beats extra hard when I think of living with Sloane full-time. It’s shitty I’ll have to wait a few months to actually be here with her, but it’s happening and that’s all that matters. We’re where we should have been a few years ago.
“Are you ready to go?” Sloane whispers in my ear as we sit outside by the fire pit. I’d almost suggest we take a walk to the secret garden we found the first time we were here for a quickie, but leaving sounds much better. We can take our time.
I want to touch and lick every part of her before the morning comes.
“So ready,” I reply.
Pia is completely blotto, but Becca assures me they’ll get her home safely in the morning. Bella tries in vain to get us to stay, but Sloane is already halfway to her car, and I’m close behind.
I give everyone a quick hug, but don’t linger because I don’t want to get upset. I’ll see the girls in a couple of months, maybe sooner.
In the car, Sloane caresses my thigh and gives me a kiss. Any sadness I was feeling is replaced with pure lust. I can’t wait to get my hands on her body.
By the time we hit the road, Sloane is dialling in the Bluetooth for music, and her hand is firmly on my inner thigh. I’m so keyed up I can barely focus. The wind through the cracked window does nothing to cool the fire in my knickers.
Sloane glances at me, lips curled into a smile that tells me she’s thinking all kinds of naughty things.
