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“I know,” Samantha said with a look of wistfulness in her eyes, “But sometimes I feel as though she does not deserve somebody like you.”
Nick drank in her words – he could not believe that Samantha was sitting here talking badly about his wife to be. It did not make sense as Hannah had been nothing but cordial to her all these years – even now, she was perfectly okay was his friendship with her and had only lashed out about it once when they last fought. Nick thought this harsh assessment of Hannah from Samantha’s side was more than a little unfair.
When she noticed that Nick had been quiet for a long while after her words, she spoke up again, “I am sorry – I did not mean to overstep. It is just that I feel that way sometimes and I wanted you to know because, we are, you know – friends,” but even as she said the word friend’s, it felt as though she was forcing it out of her throat.
Nick shook his, “It’s okay but honestly, I feel like you’re wrong. It’s quite the opposite – she is an amazing woman and I feel like I am the one who doesn’t deserve her at times,” he admitted.
Samantha seemed to look hurt by this comment – perhaps she had expected him to agree with her and then maybe, she could have convinced her to give them a shot one last time even if it was for one night.
Samantha could not help it – she felt that Nick was the one who got away from her. All her life, she had boys chase her and she would be the one to dump them. But with Nick, he felt so unattainable because he was so devoted to Hannah and that made her want him more than ever.
Truth be told, the reason she had come back was to see if she could start something up with Nick but right now, it seemed to be very hard.
Quietly, she resigned with a sigh, “Let’s just drink another beer,” she offered and then they popped open more bottles.
Chapter 7
No text or call from Nick for 48 hours left a bitter feeling in the back of Hannah’s throat and so far, she had found that there was only one thing to wash down that taste. And so she had proceeded to get progressively drunk throughout the entire evening.
Right now, all Hannah could see were blobs in front of her, moving about and talking in the voice of her friends. Hayley and Kim had arranged for a few male strippers to come over to their hotel room and give the bride to be a little show.
At first, Hannah had not been so excited but when the music started playing and the clothes started to come off, she knew that it was just best to let loose and enjoy herself, as she chugged down another glass of alcohol.
“Shame such a pretty lady such as yourself is going to be wed away,” one of the strippers whose name she did not know whispered in her ear as he grinded onto her to the sound of the music.
At first, the party had started off innocent enough but soon, Hayley and Kim had both picked their favorites and were busy in their own corners getting down with them and Hannah had no choice but a pick her own.
He was handsome – in the strictly manly sense of the word with his rock hard chiseled abs and right now, he was entertaining her just fine. But mostly, she had picked him because in the back of her mind, his unruly curls reminded her of someone.
Someone who she had been waiting on, that someone who she was going to marry. It was sort of pathetic that Hannah was thinking of Nick even when this guy was grinding all up onto her, but she could not help it. But then, another thought crossed her mind as she began to think about how Nick must be in the company of Samantha right and obviously, Hannah was not on his mind, and else he would have called.
The thought made her mad again but this time, she just responded to the anger by hastily chugging down another glass. At this point, she was hammered out of her brain.
“I w-want to lick your abs,” she giggled as she looked at the unnamed gentlemen in front of her, “Ca-can I?” her speech was slurred but he had no trouble understanding her words as he picked her up from the sides, slowly sliding her body over his.
“The bride gets what the bride wants,” he whispered into her ear again and she felt his hot breath fan across her favorite spot on her neck.
Hannah giggled as she dipped her head downwards and ran her tongue across his bare chest, enjoying the sensation. She did not know half of what she was doing - only that it felt good to let loose and get Nick off her mind for once.
But then, the guy picked her up and carried her over in his arms to the bedroom, pushing her against the wall to once bring down his lips to meet hers. She resisted at first but then the sensation felt so good – she could not help but kiss him back.
Soon, one thing led to another and he was peeling off her shirt from her body as he bent down over her on the bed. She was giggling the entire time.
“You’re r-really hot,” she told him in between giggles, “God, w-why are you s-so hot?”
“I am flattered, senorita,” he said to her with a wink, “but it’s going to get a lot hotter in here now.”
Before she knew, his hands were everywhere and she could not help but sit back and let it happen. He was being incredibly convincing and for a brief moment, Nick did not exist in her world.
So, when she reached up to do the same to him as he was doing to her, he was quick to discard his last remaining piece of clothing to her. And then, she felt him pushing into her and she could hardly complain. With the inhibitions lowered by alcohol and her sense of perception heightened, her body rocked with pleasure as he worked his magic on her. She could hardly believe this stranger was making her feel so good and she was letting it happen.
Blame it alcohol or call it her free pass on her bachelorette party, whatever it was, it was wild and she felt her world shake. But in the heat of the moment, none of them realized that they had no bothered to use any protection.
Chapter 8
Hannah woke up the next morning with a raging hangover. Fumbling in her sheets, she turned around to find a piece of paper neatly folded up beside her pillow. Rubbing her temples, she groggily picked it up.
Onto marriage with a bang! ;) Hope you had a great time – call me up if ever he doesn’t treat you well xox
