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( two years later )

jack thrusts one last time, before pulling out of me and i let out a final, loud, moan. he lays his body next to mine and pulls me into his embrace.

"i love you so much, baby girl." he kisses the top of my head and i wrap my arms around his waist.

"i love you more." i smile and glance up at him.

"wanna go shower and get ready for the day?" jack asks me.

"i'm so exhausted, but fine." i drag out the fine, "wait," i sit up and look him in his eyes, "only if we can go to the mall."

he laughs a little and gets up out of bed, walking to the bathroom, "anything for my princess."

"mm, okay." i smile and follow jack to the bathroom to take a shower.

*

we make it back to the car. jack opens the passenger door for me and i get in. he puts all of our bags in the back seat, then gets in the car, and starts it, pulling it out of the parking lot.

"babe," jack glances at me, "sam invited us over for dinner."

"okay. we going straight there or home first?" i ask, looking at jack, who turned his attention back to the road.

"i guess we can go right there, you don't need to go home first, do you?" he questions me.

"i don't think so." i reply.

soon enough, we pull up to sam's and get out, walking inside, like we live there.

"hey guys," sam stands up from the couch and walks over to us, greeting me with a hug and jack with some stupid hand shake boys do

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"hey guys," sam stands up from the couch and walks over to us, greeting me with a hug and jack with some stupid hand shake boys do.

i hug sam back quickly, then walk over to my friends, rylee and nathalie, who are in the kitchen and jack sits down with the boys; sammy, nate, derek and johnson.

"i've missed you guys." i hug both my friends.

"we've missed you too," nathalie says.

"how are you and jack doing?" asks rylee.

"good, i guess. i'm a lot more happier than i was when we first got married, i don't really know -" i get cut off by nate pulling my arm into the hallway.

"wanna come upstairs and take a few hits?" he asks me.

"first, ow that hurt." i rip myself out of his grip, "and two, i'm not going upstairs with you alone, especially when jack is here."

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