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Amanda laughed even harder, before informing him I had agreed to be in their bridal party. Nate’s eyes gleamed back at mine and he smiled. He then went on to voice his rules for the hen’s night, which involved excluding anything remotely promiscuous.
Amanda and I were laughing hysterically at his unreasonable requests, as Luke returned to the booth with our drinks.
“What did I miss?” he asked, curiously, sitting down in the empty space next to me. His arm brushed mine as he passed me my gin and I immediately became aroused.
“Nate is trying to give me guidelines as to what we can and cannot do on Amanda’s hen’s night.”
Luke chuckled with amusement.
Amanda and I proceeded to come up with our own set of ridiculous rules for the buck’s night, which left Nate and Luke looking pale. We finally called a truce and decided to leave the shenanigans to the discretion of the bridal party.
“So, when do you think the big day will be?” I asked. I would need to be extra careful with my scheduling. I had no idea where I would be tomorrow, let alone in six months.
Amanda stared lovingly into Nate’s eyes. “We’re thinking about next autumn,” Amanda replied.
“Hopefully that’s enough time for you to organise it into your crazy lifestyle?” Nate queried, and I sensed Luke was also waiting for my response.
“Sure,” I responded, but my smile was forced.
I fell into a deep discussion with Amanda about dresses and decor, while the boys discussed more important issues, like sport.
Being a Sunday night, most patrons retired early to get ready for the week ahead. Luke told Dan to head home to Amelie and closed the pub early. He took a bottle of hard liquor from the top shelf and poured four glasses for a toast.
“Cheers to the happy couple,” he announced and we clinked our glasses together.
My brother grinned up at Luke, and my heart warmed seeing how close they had remained over the years.
Nate and Amanda began chattering excitedly between themselves and it became apparent they had forgotten we were there.
Luke sipped his whiskey, while his other hand took the opportunity to graze seductively over my leg. Electric impulses fired through my body and I sucked in my breath, trying to control the pleasure he induced. I discreetly parted my legs and his hand edged further under my dress, causing a moan to escape my mouth.
“Mmm, this is really nice whiskey,” I covered quickly, thankful Nate and Amanda were too busy canoodling to notice my embarrassing outburst. I now had Luke’s full attention though, and the desire in his eyes left me even more flustered than before.
“Right, I think it’s time you lovebirds went home to bed,” Luke declared, readjusting his pants as he stood up.
“Yeah, I think so too.” Nate sniggered, tapping Amanda on the bottom as she climbed out of the booth. She slapped his hand away and giggled happily towards the exit.
Luke handed them both a bottle of water and practically pushed them out the door, before locking it.
“Finally.” He exhaled in relief.
Our eyes locked and in a few swift movements, I leapt towards him. My legs enveloped his waist and my arms circled around his neck as I kissed him feverishly. Luke had no problem holding my weight and returned my kiss with as much heated passion as I gave. We glided past the bar and stumbled through the kitchen, sending pots and pans crashing to the ground.
I impatiently attempted to rip open his shirt, as he carried me up the flight of stairs and tore through his apartment. I giggled as he threw me down on his bed, and propped myself up on my elbows to watch him undress in front of me. Luke unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and tossed it across the room, never dropping my gaze.
I took my time with the first few buttons of my dress, exposing just enough of my bra to tempt him. Raising his eyebrows, Luke climbed over me until I was surrounded by his body heat. He slowly unlatched my belt and proceeded to seductively undo each enduring button that held my dress together.
He parted the material to each side of my body and leisurely traced my curves with the tip of his tongue, from my collarbone down to my panty line. Unable to contain my longing, I flipped him over and straddled his waist, needing to take control.
We continued to devour each other until we had no energy left to move or condoms from Luke’s dismal supply. Sleep eventually overpowered us and we spent the rest of the night interlaced in his bed.
* * *
I reluctantly woke up the next morning and moaned. I slid my arm across the mattress to find a small note on Luke’s pillow, simply saying, ‘Coffee?” It was a normal working day for Luke, and the coffee was downstairs.
As I rose out of his bed, I took in my surroundings while I searched for my clothes. My eyes widened and my mouth dropped. I was a little preoccupied to notice the apartment the night before, but now I was seeing it in its full glory.
The place was huge. Luke had worked his magic and created a modern, open plan studio apartment, with a bedroom, bathroom, kitchenette, and living room, all in the one space. A smile spread across my face when I spotted a familiar old armchair sitting in the corner of the room, next to Luke’s guitar. Out of all the junk John Easton had stored up there, Luke had retained the one chair I loved and it surprisingly matched the décor.
