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We finally arrived at the station and left the train hand in hand. This year the party is at Ev, Lake, and Logan’s house, which is perfect because it’s only a three block walk from where the rest of our night will take place.
It’s a typical cold and blustery New Year’s Eve in the city, but we’re both bundled up and using each other as warmth, so the walk from the train to the trio’s home isn’t bad at all.
As we get close, Zach smiles at me. “Quick appearance. Maybe one drink, one dance, and then you’ll finally tell me what these big plans are you have for us?”
I laugh. I wanted to keep everything a secret, but Zach caught me sneaking on my phone a few times and there’s no way I was going to let him have doubts or questions, so I told him I had a surprise. I wouldn’t share any details no matter how much he begged, or gave me surprise blow jobs as I’m waking up. He’d just have to wait and see.
“Yes, lamb. We’ll stay for a bit and then you’ll finally get to see your surprise. But no more questions about it.” I tapped his nose. “It’s a surprise for a reason, let’s keep it that way.”
Zach shudders at my tone, his pupils dilated. It took some time to settle into a dynamic that works for us, and of course it’s always changing and developing. We tried a Dom/sub dynamic that was a little closer to 24/7, but it didn’t feel right. So now we mostly kept our dynamic in the bedroom and that’s perfect for us. Though occasionally my Dom side slipped out, even while walking down a city street, and Zach certainly didn’t mind.
“Yes, Sir.” His pouty lips promise all kinds of delicious deeds, but I can’t be distracted. I weave my hand in his again, and continue walking before I lose my resolve and find a private spot to put those lips to good use.
EPILOGUE: ZACH
Something is up with Alex. He’s been acting odd all day and it’s only gotten worse since we showed up at the party. He keeps checking his pockets and has looked at his watch at least a dozen times. It’s so unlike him. He’s not one to be attached to his phone or itching to leave social events. That’s usually me.
A year ago I’d have been sure he was breaking up with me. Or worse, cheating. But, this year has done a lot for my confidence and self worth. I’d like to give Alex all the credit for that, but he’d be quick to correct me. I put in the work and haven’t been happier.
I know we’re solid, and I’m confident in that, so whatever is going on has to be with this surprise he’s been working on. I’m not an idiot, I have my guesses on what might be happening, but I’m trying not to think about it. He’s working hard to make this special, and despite my begging for more information, I don’t want to ruin his surprise. It’s why I haven’t been doing any digging, and purposely walk out of the room when I see him typing away on his phone or whispering in hushed tones. But I think now we’re both anxious and ready for this to happen.
The party is fun and it’s nice to see everyone. It’s different than last year, because they decided to make it kid friendly, at least early on in the evening. Later the kids will all be ushered into the family room for an indoor campout/sleepover and movie night so the adults can have some grown up time.
Alex and I will be long gone by then. In fact…
I find Alex speaking to Logan over in the kitchen as they help the little ones make special New Year’s Eve cupcakes. I melt watching the sweet sight. Neither of us want kids, but seeing him with them has me questioning that. We’ll have to go visit his nieces soon, I know he misses them.
I walk over to them and kiss the side of his lip, licking off some frosting. He smiles goofily at me. “Hey, sweetheart. We’re just about done here, and then are you ready to head out?”
More than ready. “Yes. I think I’ve been kept in suspense long enough.”
Alex cups the back of my head, heat in his gaze. “Oh, I plan to keep you in suspense for the rest of our lives, lamb. I like keeping you on your toes.”
I like the sound of that. I grin and tilt my head, offering my lips up for a kiss which Alex greedily takes. We ignore the groans of the kids as Logan laughs.
“Alright you two, no more traumatizing the children.”
I grin against his lips. “I think it’s time to leave.” I say, lust churning in my belly.
“Yes, please.”
* * *
It’sa Lord of the Rings museum. Well an exhibit in a museum anyway. And it’s just for the movies. Memorabilia, behind the scenes accounts from the actors and others who worked on the movies, and so much more. There’s an exact replica of the Shire and a display with some of the actual rings that they used on the set of the movie.
We’re the only ones here. Actually, I think the museum is closed, which makes sense since it’s a holiday, and night time. Besides the security guard who let us in, Alex and I are alone. I’m blown away that he managed this. And a little overwhelmed, if I’m being honest. I can’t believe he did all of this for me.
Right in the middle of Frodo’s home is a wooden table that looks like it came right out of the movie, except for the candle centerpiece and the fairylights that are wrapped around the feet and sides of the table. There are two covered plates and a bottle of wine on the table. What is happening here?
I stand in the middle of the exhibit, my mouth wide open as I spin in a circle dumbfounded. Alex hovers close, his hands shoved in his pockets looking nervous as all get out. I probably should put him out of his misery, but the only word I can manage is, “How?”
He grins, seeming to relax. “So you like it? When I saw they were doing this exhibit dedicated to the films, I knew this was the place.” He hesitates again when I still can’t manage to find words. I’m begging my brain to catch up but I’m just so overwhelmed it decided to stop working, “Is it too much? We can just go home—”
“No!” Finally my mouth is working again and I rush to Alex, wrapping him in my arms. “No. You made me dinner in the Shire.”
He kisses me. “Well, I didn’t cook it. I ordered it from that Thai place you really like but-”
I cut him off with a kiss of my own. “Shhh. You got me dinner in the Shire. I’m eating on Frodo’s table.”
