The Wedding Planner☑️ (slowly editing)

Chapter Twelve

K Y L E

So we got comfortable in the elevator.

Well not comfortable, I wonder if anyone could be comfortable being trapped in a four cornered space with no source of air.

I loosened my tie and took off my jacket, leaving them on the floor before unbuttoning the first three buttons of my shirt.

Macy had stopped trembling as there was a little source of light from my phone.

"What are you doing here?" I asked curiously, bumped that i didn't know what she was doing here so early in the first place.

"Don't you see, I'm on vacation." She replied in a sarcastic tone.

This felt like dejà vú.

"Did I say something?" She voiced out again, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"N-no" I sighed deeply.

"I'm here because Penelope called me and told me to come to the office for a meeting."

"Penelope? But she's in Paris? Or.."

"I don't know. But she did tell me come." She replied and silence fell over the elevator again.

"That might be good. It means she might come and get us out of here."

"Hopefully." She murmured and moved her hand.

Her sudden hand movement made me stiff.

"Your elbow is so inconveniencing!" She complained.

"That's not my elbow..." I slowly said and I felt her body stiffen as she turns her head to see where her was.

"Shit!" She muttered, her face was turning a bright shade of red. I could see it clearly.

She quickly removed her hand from my crotch and moved a little bit away from me.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know." She closed her eyes in embarrassment.

"It's okay. But just one question, why would you think my elbow was down there?" I asked in amusement.

"Well excuse the poor lighting."

"There's no need to get upset." I commented and she rolled her eyes.

Why's she mad? Shouldn't I be the  one mad? Women I tell you.

"I'm hungry and bored." Macy whined, rubbing her stomach.

"I've got nothing on me to offer you to eat. But we can pass the time with a game." I suggested.

She smiled, "Okay."

Look at me talking about playing games. It has been forever since I ever suggested something like that.

"Truth or dare?" I smirked dangerously, but she didn't catch me doing that.

"What are we? Teenagers?" She questioned with a bored look.

"Well our options are limited as you can see."

"Okay then, Shoot."

"Truth or dare?" I questioned.

"Truth."

"Have we met before?"

Why would he ask that when I've repeated said no?

"Not at all. Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"That girl you told me about, Alexis I think? Do you miss her?"

"I do. Truth or dare?"

"Dare."

I smirked, "I dare you to kiss me."

She gasped at me, "You're getting married."

"I'm not married yet and come on, it's a dare, don't be a spoilsport."

A L E X I S

Am I really doing this? Oh my god.

I got up to my feet and moved closer to him.

Before my hands got hold of his face, his hands were already placed on my face. Staring into his ocean blue eyes, and him gazing into mine, I bit my lips, it didn't take long before his lips crashed on mine.

The kiss started off slow, It was like we were craving for each other and we were just waiting for an opportunity to show it. His mouth gradually moved from my mouth, and started kissing and sucking on my neck's weak spot. He kissed my collarbone and up to meet my mouth again.

I jolted from my position when the lights suddenly came on and the elevator started moving.

Breathing heavily, I pulled away from him and stood up to my feet, I glanced at him, he wasn't wearing his tie or his jacket and me, while I was flushed.

He pressed a button, causing the elevator to stop moving, and he began to fix his tie and his shirt. He pressed the button again and the elevator started moving again.

"Let's do this again sometime, friend." He said coupled with a wink.

The door of the elevator opened and we seeing Penelope standing in front of us with a grin.

"Pen!"

"Kyle!" She muttered hugging him tighter.

"What happened? I thought you told me that you'd be in Paris for a week?" He asked her and she smiled.

"We had change of plans. Couldn't wait any longer." She answered

"What couldn't wait any longer?"

"The wedding. It has been moved to two weeks from today. Which is why I invited Mack over, to inform her of the changes."

"Who moved the date?"

"Our parents."

They kept talking like I wasn't even there, the moving date must have been a surprise to Penelope as well, because her facial expression didn't show excitement.

I cleared my throat, making both their eyes fall on me.

"Oh Mack, we're so sorry! Talking like you weren't here. So what do you think?" Penelope asked me and Kyle waited for a response.

"My opinion doesn't really matter, as both your parents have already decided." I blurted out.

"So, can you handle it?" She questioned and I nodded my head.

He is going to get married in two weeks. I'm going to lose him forever.

"You both did not take the news the way I expected you both to or you don't like the idea?" She glanced at Kyle then at me.

"No, it was just surprising though." I commented.

"I also didn't ask, how did you both cope in a tiny space for exactly forty minutes? I thought you'd kill each other." She joked.

Thoughts of the elevator came to my head and I put my head down to cover my cheeks. Kyle cleared his throat loudly, making me look up.

"Nothing happened, she spilled my coffee on me. That's all." He answered her with a smirk.

"I'm leaving, Mack, wanna come with?"

I nodded my head as she leaned in to kiss Kyle on his cheek and I sighed.

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