ninety two | bachelorette

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Ronnie's POV

I look damn fine.

It was the night of all nights.

My Bachelorette party,

With my favourite people.

Katrina. Devyn. Amanda. Circa.

Devyn insisted on doing my makeup because I never really wear it.

Katrina and Amanda went shopping earlier for a "bootylicious" dress.

"Mans gonna be begging you for some".

There exact words, not mine.

I put on my dress and Amanda zipped it up for me.

I stepped out and they all started screaming.

Ah I love being a girl,

"Told you. Mans gonna be begging" Katrina laughed.

I slipped on the biggest pair of heels I have ever found and attempted to stand up.

I looked like a baby giraffe who was taking their first steps.

No one told me that it would hurt this much.

I kicked them off and flopped to the floor,

"Fuck it! I'm wearing my converse" I protested as I storm into my room.

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"Please.." Colby whined as he held me tightly as I was trying to leave,

"You need to go get resdy babe" I chuckled as his hold was growing tighter and tighter around my waist,

"Please just one kiss" he insisted.

I rolled my eyes and stood on my tiptoes.

Connecting his lips with mine.

With what I thought was a quick peck turned into an ass smack and a push out the door.

I gathered myself and watched him close the door, slowly with his iconic devilish smirk plastered across his face.

I huffed and made my way to the front gate.

Amanda, Devyn and Katrina were all stood on the sidewalk,

"Did you call them yet?" I asked as I patiently waited for the cab to arrive,

"Yes, in advance" Devyn said with a cocky smirk as she nodded her head to the end of the street.

A limousine.

I couldn't help but get excited, ecstatic.

I hugged them and continued to jump up and down,

"You ever stood up out of a sunroof?" I asked our little clichè.

They all shock their heads,

"I'll show you, I have some expirences with limos".

As the thought of Colby was pushed to the back of my mind,

We all climbed in and set off for the night.

And whatever awaits.

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