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We pull up and see Riley waiting outside for us. She looks beyond gorgeous. She’s wearing her breathtaking black dress and has styled her hair in long, sleek beach waves. Her eyes are smokey and her lips pop with a bright red lipstick. I'll admit that when I first saw the makeup earlier, I thought it looked too much, but now seeing it with the dress, it looks perfect.
The girls and I decide to take a few pictures against the floral photo wall, and as we head back outside, I see Nate and Gabe talking to… Gabe?What's he doing here?
"Looking good, princess," Gabe says as I make my way over to stand beside Nate.
"Thank you," I say, shocked by the compliment.
"Fucking enjoy that," Gabe smirks, smacking his brother on the back.And just like that, the moment is gone. Creep!
"What are you doing here anyway, psycho?"Ava jokes.
"Thought I might crash a high school dance," Gabe snaps back, before climbing on his bike, revving the engine, and driving off.
"Seriously, why was he here?"
"Apparently he came to see me in, to make sure I had a way to get home since my car was still parked on the driveway." Nate says, sounding just as unconvinced as me.
We make our way inside and spend the rest of the night dancing and laughing with friends. We all have such a great time, and before we know it, the DJ is calling the final dance.
Me and Nate slow dance to Ed Sheeran’s Thinking Out Loud. As the words echo around me, I can't help but think about how much I love him and about what comes next for us on this magical night.
We continue to dance with my head resting against Nate’s chest and his arms are holding me close. I can’t believe how happy I am and how loved I feel.
The lights come on, and there is a loud collection of grumbles as the night finally comes to an end. We all make our way out of the crowded hall. Nate takes my hands and guides me up the stairs and towards our hotel room. As soon as we get inside and close the door, he begins clawing at my dress as he kisses me passionately and begins gripping my ass firmly.
"I've been dying to do this all night," he growls as he slips one of the straps off my shoulder and begins kissing the spot. He then removes the other strap and carefully slides the dress off. "Fuck," he growls again as he sees I’m now standing in nothing but a thong and my heels.
"If I'd known you hadn't been wearing a bra, I wouldn't have been able to keep my hands off all night. I barely managed to act civilized as it was."Honestly, how did he think I was wearing a bra with no back to my dress, silly boy?His words create a tingling sensation between my legs, and I can feel wetness on my panties.
I bend down to remove my heels, but he stops me. "Leave them on," he says as he takes a step back to admire me." So fucking perfect, Princess."
My cheeks flush, and part of me wants to cover up just to stop the intensity of his gaze, but the other part of me loves knowing what I'm doing to him.
Nate picks me up, carries me to the bedroom, and virtually throws me onto the bed.
Next, he begins removing his tux, painfully slowly. I sit up and attempt to reach up and undo his shirt buttons, but again he pushes me back.
I lay, surrounded by petals, as he removes every item of clothing until he's stood in nothing but his boxers. Next, he drops to his knees, pulls my thong aside, and begins to devour me. He is relentless, and I have no choice but to come on his tongue.
Next, he pulls my ass to the end of the bed, lifts my legs, placing them on his shoulders, and fucks me harder and faster than he’s ever fucked me before.
We collapse on the bed in a hot, sweaty mess.
"That..was..amazing!" I pant breathlessly.
"It was… wow," Nate pants back. I lay my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, and drift off to sleep.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
ISABELLA
After spending almost every lunch break, free period, and group meeting studying and preparing each other for our exams, the day has finally arrived.
We all put in so much effort and pulled far too many all-nighters to fail.At least that's what I try to tell myself.After all, at this stage, my body is basically surviving on nothing but coffee. Which I might as well have had a nurse inject directly into my arm through an IV bag, and sweets or junk food full of pure sugar, just to keep me awake. By the end of the week, I'm either going to pass my tests or I will get diabetes. And right now, it's fifty-fifty which of those two scenarios will happen.
We quietly line up at the door to the cafeteria, which has been turned into a series of individual tables, and are given a number to find our seats based on the first letters of our last names. We all give each other one last smile or the thumbs up before heading to our doom.
I sit down, feeling like I have the weight of the world on my shoulders, open my bag, and grab my gear. We've been given strict instructions on what we're allowed to have on our desk, after which we have to put our bags in the back of the room. I reach in and pull out two pencils and two pens, just in case one of them breaks. Next, I pull out a ruler, a calculator, and a bottle of water. As I pull out my bottle, I notice that Nana has taped a little note to the side that simply says,
