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“Well, you keep us posted.” Becca winks.
“So, this is really the last year for the group costume?” Blake brings us back to the matter at hand.
“Ugh, I know.” Ally rolls her eyes. “It sucks, but there are only a handful of options for such a big group and we’ve already done most of them.”
“We could do themes instead,” Hailey suggests. “Like, instead of everyone being a Cinderella character we do several different Disney themes.”
“That could work,” Ally says as Jace snorts, “I’m not dressing like a fairytale prince.” Becca swats his chest while Blake gives him a fist bump, then the two guys pull her in for a hug and kiss the top of her head before kissing each other.
“We’re going out with a bang though, right?” Sloane asks.
As everyone starts shouting out ideas Deacon pulls me to him, wrapping his arms around me from behind so he can nuzzle my neck.
“You don’t have an opinion on our last group costume?” I tilt my head to give him better access.
“I don’t care what you wear during the day as long as I get to take it off you at night.”
“Are you sure? If you play your cards right, you might be able to sleep with Alice from The Demon Prince.” I taunt him with his favorite character from the audiobook we just finished re-enacting, a favorite pastime of ours since the cabin.
He pauses with his lips hovering over the space where my neck meets my ear. “You’d look hot as fuck in a warrior costume. Think anyone would know what I’m talking about if I suggest it?”
“Not a chance,” I giggle as his breath ghosts over my skin.
“Probably not a bad thing. I don’t think I want anyone but me seeing you dressed head-to-toe in leather.”
“You know, I played a cat in a dance production a few years back. A black cat, with…”
“Do you still have the costume?”
“I think so.”
“Home. Now,” he growls.
“Yes, Sir,” I purr.
“Jesus,” he groans. “And here everyone thought I’d be the one to corrupt you.”
I smile to myself as he takes my hand and we sneak away from the group. “I’m sure you’ve still got plenty of things to teach me.”
“Haven’t you figured it out by now, Sweet Girl?”
“What?”
“There is no teaching. Only learning.” He looks at me with a mischievous gleam in his eye. “And once I learn all the ways to make you whimper, and moan, and scream, I’m gonna spend the rest of my life coaxing those sounds from your body.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.” He grins, and waves to Nona before tossing me over his shoulder and carrying me inside.
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