Holly

Chapter 26

I can't believe this will be the last month of school for the guys. It will be sad to see them leave but I hope that whatever future they have, is a happy one. There is a school get-together for the final month. It's not like a dance or anything but it's basically a whole meal and a little party after.

The chefs are currently getting the food ready as some students help push a few tables together to create a huge long table for everything to sit at.

This gathering is for all the students but the main table is where the seniors are going to sit and the smaller tables are for the lower classes. As I look at the chefs cooking and preparing the meals, I just can't help but get excited because their food is always amazing.

"Doesn't it smell good in here?" I ask Connor as he and I watch the cooks run around the prepare everything.

"Yeah, it sure does. I'm gonna miss the seniors," He says sounding sad.

"At least you'll still have Rowan in some type of way," I say reassuring him. It is final that Rowan and I are going to run the cafe together. 

"Yeah, you're right."

I pull his arm along with me. "Come on, let's go take our seats," I say. Rowan ordered me to sit right next to him. I'm not sure as to where the staff will be seated but there are plenty of tables and chairs.

Connor and I part ways as he goes to sit with some of his friends and I pull out a chair next to Rowan. Soon we all turn our heads to see who is clinking their glasses. My dad and Jenna stood up towering over the students. "Welcome students to or get-together. It is a celebration for the graduating senior class. We have been watching you grow up into the man you are here today," My dad says.

"Please enjoy the meals that the chefs had cooked for us. Make sure to stay seated at our table and thank you, everyone," Jenna finishes.

The chefs start to place platters on each table. The first thing that they bring out is baked salmon with grapefruit salad and we dig in. As we continue eating the chefs continue bringing out the platter of meals which include lemon chicken, instant pot mac and cheese, sausage, kale, and potato skillet, roast cauliflower with grilled pork, and grilled ribeye steak.

In the middle of our eating, I feel Rowan's hand sneak up on my upper thigh. I attempt to push his hand away from me but he only moves it higher. That sneaky boy. "Rowan, what are you doing?" I ask.

He gives my thigh a squeeze as he starts to rub circles with his thumb on my skin. It's a soothing gesture but not when it's way too high and you're in the middle of eating. Not to mention the many pair of eyes that could be watching us right this second.

"Rowan," I whisper yell again and slap his hand. "Eat your food before it gets cold," I warn. Seeing that his hand is occupied on my thigh, I pick up his fork and feed the mac and cheese to him. He's too busy either rubbing on my thigh or talking to the guys. Sadly, I have no one else to talk to. 

He's talking to the guys about some sports thing as I am here eating while he rubs his hands in circular motions on my thigh. 

I lean my head on his shoulder as I massage the bicep of his arm of the one that is on my thigh. I know I may seem clingy but Rowan isn't paying attention to me. I scoot my chair away from him and closer to Quinn. She looks at me weirdly before going back to eating and chatting with the other seniors.

As I begin scooping up my mac and cheese my chair moves to the left, causing my mac and cheese bowl to almost spill. Rowan's hand goes back on my thigh with an even tighter grip than before. Okay, I see how it is.

I place my left hand very close to his crotch and can feel him tense a bit. I scoot my chair even closer to get a better grip and then I find it. I begin to lightly massage him through his sweatpants and can feel him getting hard in the process.