He smirked, knowing he was on the winning side. "So it's a done deal for three months?" He raised his eyebrows, putting his hand forth for a handshake.
I looked at the long fingers and perfectly aligned nails and then at his patient face. Sighing...
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Finally writing the epilogue to this story! Gosh I know it took me ages to get to this point and I am genuinely sorry!! So here I am staying up all night so that you can read this and maybe drop a like and comment, coz you know I love your comments right?
Let's do this then, gimme a cheer? Is this your motto yet?
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3 years down the lane:
"Oh my God! Yes yes yes!"
"Stop screaming!"
"I can't, it feels so damn good."
"I am not going to do it, if you keep screaming like this!"
"That's just unfair! You wanted to do this in the first place."
"Gosh just keep moving your fingers!"
"I am! Yes baby! Yes!"
I finally threw my game controller on the couch beside me, with a satisfactory grin on my face.
"Take that you Hastings! I win!"
Colton rolled his eyes, "I let you win Smith"
I snorted at that, a fun fact I had learnt over the year, every time he lost he would act if he sacrificed his absolutely guaranteed win for me. "Yeah okay okay baby, okay" I teased, spreading my feet vertically, getting comfortable on the couch.
Colton of course can't see me in any sort of comfortable position so he promptly decided to sit on my feet. Yes, it was like a gorilla sitting on a rat's feet! A cute rat's feet.
"Get up you big fat-" My words were interrupted when we heard a hug scream from the kitchen. "Crap what the hell!" I thought aloud, kicking Colton's butt and freeing my feet. It took me less than 3 seconds to run and reach the kitchen, a hand over my heart, scared of what I might find.
What I did, was definitely not what I was expecting.
I blinked once, twice, thrice. "What is happening here?" my confused voice spoke for both me and my not-fake-anymore boyfriend Colton.
In front of me was a sight I never thought I would witness and even if I did, I never in my wildest of dreams could imagine it in the kitchen.
There, standing with a dropped jaw was an extremely shocked Ira, with a wet dish in her hand, soap still applied to the dish and right in front of her kneeling, with a slight blush and embarrassment over his face was Drew.
