Page 152 of The Plan

She holds her hand out to me.

“There isn’t even any music, Vid.”

She reaches for her phone and looks like she is playing a random song. “What song is this? We can’t even dance to—”

“Sure we can, come on.”

I look up at her, and she looks so happy. Wanting to keep her that way, I stand. She throws her hands around my neck, and I place mine on her hips. We sway back and forth for a bit before I speak up again. “This is such a weird song to dance to.”

“Shh. I just hit shuffle.”

I feel myself smiling, and she rests her head on my chest. After a few beats of swaying, she pulls away to look up at me with a smile, and I just kind of stare into her eyes.

“What?” Her eyebrows scrunch, and I shake my head with a shy smile.

“Ready for the spin?” Before she can answer, I twirl her a few times as she laughs, and it’s like I’m watching her in slow motion. The edges of her dress come up a bit as she spins. Her hair looks like it’s floating around her, so it’s covering her face, but I can see a slither of her smile.

I pull her back into me and dip her. She lets out a shriek of surprise, and when I pick her back up, she’s still laughing. “I thought you didn’t want to dance?” she teases, and I kiss the top of her head softly.

“I didn’t.” I rest my chin on her head and listen to the lyrics as we sway from side to side.We dance in a comfortable silence, and when the tempo picks up, we pull away from each other and then pull back in a few times.

When she looks up at me through her thick lashes, a sad smile touches her lips. “I wish we didn’t waste those four years hating each other.”

I give her a small smile as I shake my head. “I never hated you. I could never hate you, my love.” She gives me a weird look, like she feels bad about something. I lean in to kiss the sad look from her face. “I am sorry we wasted that time apart, though.”

She shrugs and looks over to the side. “Maybe we needed it.” I feel my brows furrow but don’t say anything. “I feel like we both grew with those four years apart. Besides, I left to Maryland for Hopkins. Long distance wouldn’t have worked.”

I study her for a few seconds, but she doesn't look over at me. “You don’t think we could survive in a long-distance relationship?” At the sound of my voice, she turns to me.

“Maybe now we can, but not back then. I wasn’t as good at communicating, apparently.” She playfully shoves me, and I squint my eyes at her.

She was right, though; we both grew. Maybe she’s right about the long-distance part, too. I want to believe we could withstand anything, but maybe we needed that time apart.

She takes my hand and leads us back to the blanket. “It doesn’t matter. We’re together now.” I feel a smile growing on my face and lay my head on one of the pillows.

Instead of lying beside me, Vid straddles me and lays her head on my chest. I know no one is around for miles, but I pull the sides of her dress down and keep my hands on her waist.

“Did you have anything else planned?” she asks, and I rub circles on her hips.

“Nope. We can watch the sunset, and then I’ll take you back to your place.”

“Ourplace,” she corrects.

“Our place.”

She looks up at me, and my eyes fall on her lips. She notices, and a smirk grows on her face. I watch her as she leans in, kissing me slowly before dragging her lips to my neck. I move my head to the side as she sucks on my neck, likely leaving a mark. I let my hands slide along her thighs, up her dress. I reach for her underwear, and when I feel their lacey fabric, a smirk grows on my face. “Let’s go home.” I try to get up, but she pushes me back down.

“Or we can stay here.” She has a daring look in her eyes that I can’t say no to.

“Fine.” In a quick move, I flip us so I’m on top. She lets out a soft laugh, and I just gaze at her for a second. I push a curl out of her face and lean in so our lips meet. My tongue slides across her bottom lip, begging her to open her mouth.

When she does, our tongues dance together, and I let out a soft sigh that she swallows.God, I missed her.

She wraps her legs around me, pulling me closer. When she raises her hips to grind against me, my blood rushes to my dick,and I let out a low grunt. I pull her dress up and glance down at her. I can’t help but smile at her sexy underwear.

“Satisfied?”

“I will be once they’re off.”

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