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ZEB

He pushed me against the wall. My arms linked to his neck, his hands angled my face as he trailed feverish kisses, I looked up while closing my eyes to give him more access.

"Bran. "

He lifted me in one swift motion.

"Shh Baby. "

He stopped kissing me, which I hated.

" I'd reserve the lips for tomorrow. "

He carried me to the bed.

Elle's.

Elle's parents and mine where business partners, thing which I never knew of. And as their wedding gift they shouldered our honeymoon expenses.

And I didn't know they're childhood bff's, Mrs. Eloise Reynolds and My mom.

So, here we are at Elle's.

Apparently my mother is quiet the talkative gal and wouldn't stay a meter away from her BFF of 15 years that she didn't want me to stay anywhere but here---

---the night before our wedding day.

I unbuckled his pants while he unbuttoned my jeans.

"Remind me to buy you skirts. "

I stopped doing anything and laughed.

"What a caveman. "

"Shirt Off Zeb. Now. "

I never obeyed him. My hands moved on their own. I felt him, wanting to be freed of his undergarments, reeling from the shackles of insanity, a caged bird wanting to be freed.

He looked up, eyes closed, closed fists, and a thread bare constraint.

I chose that time to push myself up with both my arms so that I am now sitting in front of him. I traced his jawline with my right hand and caressed his abdomen with my left.

I was still fully clothed.

His hands stopped mid hovering over my jeans, he lost all his focus.

"What are you thinking Bran "

"Zeb." His eyes were hooded, sweat trekked down on his lovely body. He threw his pants away while I chucked his shirt into the dark.

Just like what we are going to do.

"Take me to Oblivion. " I laid back.

"Are you sure? " He's slowly making his way to me.

"No other wishes."

"I'm asking again Zeb. It's not like I don't want to because I really want you. Still, it's your decision. "

"Make me scream the best I've ever kno---"

Blinding lights suddenly blurred my vision. I closed my eyes to adjust from the sudden shift of stream of light.

" Uhhh--- Zeb. I'm just reminding you about your shoes. I haven't seen the one---"

"Yes. Kyla. "

"Oh and the ----"

I heaved the heaviest sigh.

"I'll look into it. "

Bran rolled off of me. His eyes darted dangerous daggers towards Kyla. I saw him pulling the covers just in time before Kyla questions about our "activities " just seconds ago.

Kyla never left. The front door  was slightly ajar and seconds later.

"Bad Bitches! "

Yes.  Brit came and bullied Bran.

"You bitch, the Lord will send your guardian angels a premarital counseling for a century. Dirty acts. Tsk. " Elle came after Kyla shouted.

"EMERGENCY! ANIMALS ON THE LOSE! "

"It's primal instinct. " Bran tried shooing them by throwing pillows at the stupid squad of 3.

"Horny." Brit guffawed.

"Guys. We didn't. "

All eyes were on me.

Accusing look from Kyla.
Smirk from Elle.
Proud snicker from Brit.
And questioning eyes from Bran.

"Zeb. You'll sleep with me tonight. "

Kyla reprimanded.

"Ew. " Elle and Brit.

"On the same room. Dirty people. Forgive them Lord for they know nothing. " Kyla picked up Bran's shirt and shoved it in his face.

" Your Man is here K. " Elle shrugged and winked Bran.

"They'll sleep in one room with Your Man Elle. Hanson Babe." K is now fully glaring at her.

"Get Out. Dream Stompers." Bran smiled at me. I smiled back.

So yeah.

"OMG!  Sleepover! " K

"Zeb's last day of Single blessedness. " Elle jumped on the bed.

"Almost Home. Tsk. " Brit looked at me and shook her head.

"Call 911. I think I'll murder someone."  I rolled my eyes.