Matrimony 3.0

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Night Before Wedding Bells

"I'm lovin the view"

Jordan says to his ex while sitting up with one arm above his head, shirtless with one leg bent and Nike grey sweats complimenting his lower half on the bed. He relished in the aftermath of their recent sexual activities while Simone seemed to have something else in mind.

"Mmm, I'm sure you do, baker man"

She teased sitting on the edge of the bed while fiddling with the buttons on her shirt, flipping her hair back, facing the wall in front of her. Her fingers lightly tapped against her eardrums as her head turned in his direction at the loud clearing of his throat.

"Lookin for this?"

Her gold hoops dangled on his single finger with an knowing smirk painted to his lips. She scoffed with an laugh playfully snatching them out of his hand, pushing them through the holes on each side of her ears.

"Such an gentleman, aren't we"

"I have my moments. Leaving so soon? Stay and cuddle for an bit"

He tugged her arm forward in an effort to bring her closer. She laughed in return pulling back furrowing her brows.

"Now you know I can't do that, besides this"

She gestured her hand between the two of them for better emphasis.

"Was not what I meant when I said lets go chill in your room like old times"

"This is like old times, only now we don't have to be as quiet with our.... activities of choice"

He spoke defensively, grabbing her by the arm, bringing her inches away from his face. She smiled down, before her eyes went back to his.

"Well I must say I, can't really be mad at that"

She whispered between his lips as he covered her mouth with his, slipping in tongue briefly. Her eyes closed letting the moment deepen, palming the side of his face, cupping his chin as she slowly pulled away.

"But, as much as I would love to stay under you in this warm bed, I gotta get going, have some errands to run before the party tonight"

She stood up walking towards the dresser to straighten out the disheveled curls in her hair.

"Oh damn, I forgot, Grace's bachelorette party, right?"

He swung his long legs over, letting his feet touch the surface of the cold hardwood beneath him, walking over to his mirror.

"Yep, and Liv and I are meeting up beforehand to coordinate outfits that are not bought yet so"

She shrugged her shoulders looking in the mirror pushing her fingers through her hair. Jordan came from behind, attaching his arms to her waist.

"Can I tag along?"

He pressed his lips to her cheek, tilting her head to the side, pecking her neck for double effect knowing very well how it would make her feel. Her head pushed up against his cheek as they looked in the mirror at the same time.

"Sorry bud, girls trip, no boys allowed. Besides, don't you have an similar party of your own to go to with your bro, Spence?"

"If he can get my sister from under him long enough to do so, then yeah"

He rolled his eyes, shuddering at the thought. Simone slowly turned in his hold facing him now.

"Like you're one to talk mister, lighten up, they're just following our lead on things. We're not the only ones entitled to some fun"

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