Fate Will Find Us •Completed•

Chapter Seventeen

*4 years later*

"Mom, I know. Okay," I pause as my mom babbles on about Liam and I coming to the house for Thanksgiving.
She was so excited. "Mom," I interrupt her, taking in a breath while she stops.
"Mom, if you want us to come, you gotta let us pack."

"Got to." She corrects. I roll my eyes. Some things never change. Like her still being, I don't know, a classy brat. But, she's my mom, and we've gotten closer these past couple of years and I love her. "Alright, I'll let you go. Be careful on the way here." My mom hangs up as a pair of arms snake around my waist and lips come in contact with my neck.

I place my hands over top of his, sighing a little at the feel of his head nuzzling my neck. I was studying design in college, and Liam was studying to become a doctor. Yes, a doctor.

Which was very pleasing to my parents, making their new affections for him grow. And he and my brother got along quite well, adding in the factor that Brandon was becoming a doctor as well. But he's only doing that because my father wants him too. Maybe he wants to, I don't know. We weren't ever really close.

"What're you thinking about, honey?" Liam asks, startling me out of my thoughts.

"Oh, I was just thinking about us. And my family liking you. It's nice." I turn around and face him, kissing him fully on the lips. He murmurs my name in response.

His tongue easily slid into my mouth as he pressed me against the wall. I had my hands tangled in his hair, which needed cut. His hands were on my thighs, making the place where his hands were burn. Yes, his touch still affects me that way. I don't think I'll ever get used to it. He touches me as if I will break.His hands slip under the sweater I was wearing, up and under my bra, and I knew where this was going. And as much as I wanted to, I knew we needed to pack and head to my parents.

"Liam," I moan, because he had gave me a love bite in my weak spot. I wanted him so bad. He picks me up, and my legs involuntarily wrap around his waist. His lips never leave mine as he enters our bedroom and lays me down.

I pull off my sweater and bra. It didn't make my heart flop anymore, I was used to it. I mean, we were in our third year of college. We're gonna have sex.

I grab a condom off the bedside table, knowing in the back of my head we should be packing. But, I could blame it on the traffic.

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I put the last thing in our duffle bag and close it. "Liam, are you ready?" I call in to the bathroom. I grab my coat and purse, walking out of the bedroom.

"This is my heat beat song and I'm gonna play it," My phone blasts the lyrics to Kelly Clarkson's latest song. I pick and up and answer. "Hello?"

"Rose, hey." Joanna's voice rings in my ears. Joanna was Brandon's wife, and she was the mother to my 7 month old nephew, Jake. "Are you on your way yet?" Joanna and I were pretty close, she was like the older sister I've always wanted.

I sigh, I glancing at the bedroom, hoping Liam would appear. "Well, if Liam would get out the room, we could be on our way." I pause, my eyes still trained on the ajar door. "LIAM, GET OUT HERE! WE HAVE TO LEAVE, LIKE, NOW!" I yell, exasperated at his behavior. He's told me he hates long car rides, but there was no other way to get home. Besides, it was only one and a half hours long.

Joanna laughs in the phone, "Alright, Rose, I'll see you when you get here." She says as she ends the call.

I set my phone in my purse just as Liam finally comes out of the bedroom.

"Sorry, babe. I couldn't find a shirt."

I roll my eyes, then look at him shamelessly. He had on black dress pants and shoes, with a navy blue button up shirt. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and I loved how he dressed up nicely. "You look good, sweetie." I say, sliding my arms in my peacoat. "Now, let's go."