Tomorrow was the big day for Cara and Behati. The wedding planner had been at the house all day with his team of helpers. Karlie was impressed with how beautiful everything was. He covered their inground pool with flooring and then set up a huge tent over it. If you didn't already know a pool even existed, you'd be shocked to learn there was one. The color was off white with hints of peach. There were wide tapestries that dipped from the ceiling with scattered white pillars throughout. But the icing on the cake was the beautiful view of the Atlantic Ocean in the background. 
                              The kids had finally passed out and were in their beds as Karlie and Taylor sat in the jacuzzi on the deck, off of their bedroom, and shared a bottle of wine. Karlie lit enough candles to provide just enough light to see one another. The nice thing about their homes was that their bedrooms took up the whole back of the house, so there was never any risk of being seen by any friends or family that were staying over. 
                              "This feels so good Kar. It was soooo needed."
                              Karlie put her wine down and reached under the water and grabbed her wife's leg. The model placed Taylor's foot on her lap as she began to give her a foot massage.
                              "Mmm, babe, how did you know I needed a foot massage?"
                              "It's my job as your wife to know your wants and needs and to fulfill them. Tell me if I'm going too hard."
                              Taylor giggled as her cheeks started to turn a deep shade of red.
                              "You have such a dirty mind, Tay."
                              "NO I DON'T!"
                              "Oooooh, defensive are we? I'm only joking babe. Come here and I'll give you a neck massage instead."
                              Taylor turned around and sat between her wife's legs as Karlie began to rub the base of her neck.
                              "So, are you excited for the wedding tomorrow, Kar?"
                              "I am. I can't believe it's happening. I don't mean that in a bad way, I just mean that it's been a long time coming. I've known them both for what feels like forever. How funny is it that when you first met Behati, she had a boyfriend?"
                              "OH YEAH...I forgot about that."
                              "It's not like that's uncommon but it's just cool to kinda see her go through different stages of her life to find happiness and she ended up finding it with a really good friend of mine."
                              "That's sweet Kar. If I can be honest, I'm just surprised that Cara finally settled down. I mean, for a while there when she wasn't dating someone, she was sleeping with everyone. So, it's nice to see her kinda grow up and put her priorities in place."
                              "Geez Tay, that was kinda harsh. Like, I guess the same could be said for me too. When I was in between relationships, I wasn't a saint either. I had my fair share of 'friends.'
                              "Well, I didn't mean what I said in a bad way Kar, but I see your point. I mean, I wasn't always innocent either."
                              Karlie immediately stopped massaging her wife as she said, "WHAT?"
                              "What what?"
                              "What do you mean you weren't innocent?"
                              "Kar, why are you getting angry?"
                              "I'm not."
                              "Yeah you are. Tell me why."
                                      
                                   
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You Belong To Me- Part 2 (KAYLOR)
FanfictionDue to Wattpad's 200 chapter limit... This is PART TWO of the original story You Belong To Me. Disclaimer: This fic is an emotional rollercoaster. I am not responsible for hysterical crying, stomach cramps due to laughing too hard, binge eating from...
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  