She laughs, then her face turns serious. She tears up. "Thank you, though. This place..." She glances around. "It's amazing. Really. It's more than I ever could have wished for."
Pride fills me again. I kiss her on the lips, then reply, "Good. When you get home tonight, I have several more rooms I'm going to take advantage of you in."
She giggles. "Deal."
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26
Zara
One Month Later
The doorbell rings, and I retreat from Sean's kiss. "Are you expecting anyone?"
"No." He pulls me back to him and slides his tongue inside my mouth again. He palms my ass, squeezing my cheeks.
My core throbs, aching for him, burning for every crazy thing he's been murmuring he wants to do with me all night.
The doorbell rings again, and a loud banging echoes through the apartment.
I slide my hands on his dewy chest and push away from him. "Since you're wearing nothing, I'll get rid of whoever it is."
He grins. "I had a towel on, but you tugged it off me, remember?"
I glance at his freshly showered frame, then smirk. "Girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do."
He chuckles.
The ringing turns to a nonstop barrage of dings.
I groan, stepping out of the bedroom. I rush to the door and whip it open, blurting out, "What are you doing here?"
Brax grins. "Taking Sean out for his bachelor party."
I arch my eyebrows. "Bachelor party?"
Fiona pushes past him. "Yep. And you're having your bachelorette party."
"Um, what are you talking about?" I question. I've barely spoken to Fiona. We've met for coffee a few times, but things are still a little strained between us.
She answers, "We're getting closer to the holidays. We need to make sure everything's good between us, so let's have a fun night. Besides, I can't hate you forever. You're married to my brother now."
"You're serious. You're taking me out for a bachelorette party?"
"Yep," she chirps.
"But I'm already married," I point out.
She scoffs. "Yeah, we all know. You two got married behind our backs, but we still get to have some fun. Go get ready. Put on a hot little dress."
"What's going on?" Sean interjects, stepping into the foyer, his towel wrapped tight around his waist.
I glance up at him. "Um, they're here to take us out for our bachelorette and bachelor parties."
"Bachelorette party? What are you talking about? She's already married to me," he states.
"Jesus, you two really are married. Go get dressed. We're having fun tonight without them," Brax asserts, his expression filling with mischief.