"I can't when you don't even care.."
"I never said I didn't care!"
"But you don't!"
Once they were enemies, now they're lovers. Let's see what happens four years later. Have they been able to keep themselves together? Have the stayed together? What...
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2am FaceTime with my friend a good few months ago "But if they hate each other, how are you going to get them to to be helplessly in love?" "Some words, my own heartbreak pain, crying, stress, and a whole lot of disaster." Welcome to the final chapter.
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"Ryan," Andy chuckled as I pushed him against an empty venue room's door. "Harper and Brook are about to get married we can't do this right now."
"They said an hour delay," I reasoned. "I say I can make you come twice with a good forty-five minutes to spare."
"Someone's confident," he snorted letting me pull his tie off him. The buttons of his shirt coming right after.
"I know your body, baby," I replied. "Know every spot that makes you..."
Andy gasped as I took his nipple between my teeth, rolling the other between my fingers. I couldn't get enough of Andy since I proposed. He was even more satisfying and addictive than he used to be, and I think it had to do with him being my forever. The ring on his finger representing our soon-to-be marriage.
"Rye," he whined pulling on my hair.
I pulled away spinning him around to place him on the ground. He was so surprised by the swift movement, a deep breath being taken as I pulled off his dress pants. A low groan fell past my lips as I remembered he hadn't worn any boxers. Something about them being uncomfortable with the certain kind of pants.
