Chapter 8 Reagan's POV
So Shane suggested a 'group hang' now that everyone knows that Shrimps and I are back together. I was all for it, but of course Amy was a little reluctant. I knew it had something to do with Karma and her seeing us together, not just kissing, but being a couple. Today is the day that I have to suck it up and play nice for my baby's sake because I have to say, I may have agreed, but there is no telling how this will go. The last dinner we had together ended in Amy having a allergic reaction, Karma being highly territorial, and Amy and I almost breaking up. I can guarantee the latter NOT happening, but we'll just have to see about the rest. I let myself into Amy's house, seeing how she didn't answer when I rang the doorbell, but instead texted to just come in. I find it funny that this 'group hang' contains the same couples as the first one, but adding a baby to the mix.
"Ames? You ready babe?" I say slowly opening the door to my girlfriend's bedroom. There she stands in the mirror in only her matching purple lace bra and panty set, finishing her hair, looking beyond beautiful. She looks up at hearing my voice and smiles at me, which I couldn't help but return.
"Just about. I have to put my dress on and finish my makeup. Everyone knows I hate fancy places, and yet Liam and Karma insisted on a fucking fancy restaurant. I get they have money or whatever, but I would've been fine at Communal or even a freaking donut shop," she pouts in the cutest way.
"Well, Liam thought it would be a good idea to gather us all in a more 'public' setting in case something pops off, which it won't. I will be on my best behavior, I promise," I hold up my fingers indicating scouts honor. She just laughs and wraps her arms around my neck, giving me a proper hello. I in return cup her face in my hands, and put all of me in the kiss. When air became a necessity, I pull away, lips still brushing, but not touching.
"You look amazing Rea," she says looking at my outfit. I am wearing a black pencil skit with a black strapless top that comes to my mid-section, paired with red four inch heels and my trusty leather jacket.
"You look beautiful," I whisper in response.
"I'm not even dressed yet," she replies with a laugh.
"I know," I wink at her which brings about a smile, something I am happy to be the cause of. I would do anything to be the reason for that gorgeous smile for the rest of my life.
"Shut up! But thank you," she blushes, another joy of mine. I look at her and can't help my overflowing love for this woman.
"I love you."
"I love you too. Now let me get dressed or we may not make the dinner."
"I am 1000% okay with that if that means no clothes are involved whatsoever," I flirt.
"Out," she says laughing. I go to the living room and watch a little television until she is ready to leave. I am however distracted by the ache to want to be with Amy, in every way possible. I want the intimacy, the forever, the happily ever after, the fairytale. I'm not naive to the fact that everything will be perfect, but I want it all... the good, the bad, for better, and for worse. I have yet to tell her that I live in New York, us 'parting' after the summer has never came up, we avoid it all together. I will tell her before the summer ends, but right now we are just happy right where we are, and I'm okay with just living in the here and now. Nothing else really matters for now, just us being together.
"Ready," I turn to face the voice of my angel. My eyes immediately grow dark at the sight and it takes everything in me not to pounce. There standing in front of me is Amy Raudenfeld, my gorgeous as fuck girlfriend, in a mid-thigh sleek black strapless dress with four inch heels that ascends are legs, which seems to go on for miles and miles. Her hair is spiraled curls encasing her beautiful face.
I stand from my place on the sofa and walk over, pulling her into a kissed filled with all that passion, lust, fire that we are both feeling right now. I pull back when there was no more oxygen and she chases my lips, which I can't help but smirk at. I peck her lips lightly and pull back once more, enjoying the frustrated whine that left her mouth.
"We have to go Amy," my voice is so airy at this point, but I'm trying to be strong here for both of our sakes. If I let my hormones take control, we would definitely be defiling the couch right now.
"But I don't wanna go," she says wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me once again, I let myself melt into the feeling of my lips against hers, until I regained control and disconnected our lips.
"If it was up to me, we would be naked and doing unholy things on every inch of this house." She moans at that. "But baby, we have to go because you're friends are waiting and we can't abandon them. Plus, I don't wanna rush you or me. When we do make love again, I wanna take my time with no interruptions and intrusions. I want to savor the taste of every inch of your body and you mine. I want to thoroughly hit every spot I remember that makes you crazy." I am seriously breathless and trying my best to hold it together as I talk. "Besides, I'm sure someone will be call-" Just then my phone rings and so does Amy's at the same time. She groans in frustration to my amusement. Shane's calling me and Lauren's calling her, we sigh and answer the phone together.
"Hello?" we answer in unison.
"Where the hell are you?" whisper-shouted Shane.
"We're leaving now. Calm down," I chuckle.
"Well hurry the hell up. I'm starving and Karma won't let us go in until you guys get here! I know you guys are probably fucking, but wrap it up and get here now so I can be fed dammit." I outright laughed at that statement. Oh how I wish we were.
"We'll be there. Bye Shane," I hang up which happens to be the same time Amy got off the phone with Lauren.
"Bye Lauren," she turns to me. "Well apparently Karma is advocating for us all to be together before we go into the restaurant. We better go before Lauren or Shane kill her," she shakes her head at her friends before we grab our things to go. Thankfully the place isn't too far from the house, making it an easy journey to prevent the death of a redhead.
"Fucking finally! Karma let us in!" exclaims Shane as he sees us pull up. We greet everyone at the door before we all filed into the bougiest place I've ever seen, and I've worked for plenty back in my teen years. We are all seated at a reserved table near the back. I can't say I mind the isolation because seeing how most of the guest are stuck up rich people, I find solace in having only a few at my table.
"So how have you been Reagan? What are you doing now?" Liam asks to the glare of Karma. I roll my eyes at that before answering.
"I own a small record studio," I inform.
"That's cool. Who have you worked with?"
"I specialize in undiscovered talents. I have a pretty good lists, but more local names then mainstream right now. There may be a few people you may have heard though," I say then going into naming a few artists who are somewhat known.
"Oh, I love him, he's amazing," Karma gushes.
"Yeah, he's a great guy. They're all great people and I enjoy working with them." I smile at Amy who's just smiling back at me. Oh, how I love that smile. As we all engage in small talk, the waitress finally makes an appearance at the table. Everyone else orders seeing how they're used to places this extravagant, but Amy and I are still trying to figure out what the actual hell most of these dishes are. Giving up, I just order a thing of shrimp from myself and her seeing how she actually asked if they carried donuts and was disappointed when she found out they didn't.
"Oh, please make sure our order has nothing peanut oriented whatsoever," I add after a beat.
"Coming right up," she winked at me before walking away with a little too much sway to her hips. The others snicker as I roll my eyes. Everyone except my amazing girlfriend who I know can be insecure though she has nothing to worry about. I lean over to her, placing a soft but firm kiss on her pale lips. She smiles into it before deepening it, taking over with her tongue swiping at my bottom lip asking for permission. Access granted and the world around us just completely disappeared. We don't pull away until air becomes quite important. I can't help the smile on my face as we pull apart yet still share the same bubble of intimacy and love that surrounds us. That bubble is soon busted by the throat clearing right in front of us. We break eye contact before facing the intruder to our perfect moment. It's the waitress looking highly pissed like we forgot to tip.
"Here's your drinks," she snarls to the amusement of everyone sitting at the table. I smirk at her change of tone before deciding to have a little fun.
"Thanks. Do you need anything else babe?" I asked my girlfriend, making a point to be a little more touchy – feely then normal in public. I see the waitress particularly seething. Amy just shakes her head no, looking sorta confused. I just reach over and place a lingering kiss on her lips before facing the bimbo once again. "Thanks. That will be all," I send her away with a smirk. Once she stocks away the table burst into laughter aside from my very oblivious girlfriend. All jokes aside once everyone finally calms down, I turn to face the love of my life. "Amy? Baby, I love you. I love you and only you. You are the only one for me and I would be dumb as fuck to mess this up when I just got it back. Don't ever feel threatened by anyone because no matter how much people stare and flirt, I only have eyes for you. Okay?" She nods in affirmation before pulling me into a searing kiss that went right to my toes. When we finally came up from air, it was like we were the only two people at the table, in the room, in the building. Staring into her gorgeous green eyes all I saw was love, passion, and fire. I felt a shiver overtake my body as the lust in my own deep chocolate orbs ignited. I wanted her and I wanted her now, but unfortunately the mood was ruined by the cutest little cockblocker I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. Calling for her Auntie Amy, Katie was passed to her godmother, but not before we made a silent promise that tonight is the night we've both been waiting for. Dinner was served, by a new waiter I might add, and conversation flowed. There were moments were side glances and soft touches were exchanged between Amy and I, but they were all promises of what was yet to come. Hours after much sexual tension, we all parted ways in the promise of another group hang. Amy and I were gone with the quickest, no questions asked and no answers given. We were beyond impatient that it took Amy to calm me down in order to make it back to her house in one piece. When we finally got to the Raudenfeld home, I parked with the quickness and finesse of a girl in heat, I opened Amy's door and practically dragged her into the house. Right when she crosses the threshold, I close the door with her body pressed against the back of it. I kiss her hungrily like I've been without food for so long and now that I have it, I couldn't be happier. Her arms are around my neck, keeping me in place as I devouring the sweet moans as they leave her mouth. When it became a little too hard to breath, I moved my lips to here cheeks then to her neck where I imprinted a nice sized bruise on her collarbone. I start clawing at her zipper, trying to get her the fuck out of her dress. When I lift up my head from attacking her neck, I take in her beauty in slow motion. I take in her long stunning eyelashes that flutter, the swollen redness of her supple lips, the flush of her cheeks, the fall of her hair surrounding her shoulders, and the half lidded eyes that still has the power to make me go weak in the knees. She never looked more beautiful then her in this moment. She opens those eyes a little more and looks at me with the sweetest smile planted on her face.
"I love you," I whisper, still in awe of her beauty.
"I love you too." She kisses me softly, barely there, but I can still feel it tenfold. Things slow down from there from the light touch of lips to the soft caresses of unblemished skin. We are in no rush for this moment to end or for it to pass us by. I intertwine her hands and lead her up the stairs to her bedroom. We take our time in undressing each other to the tone of soft 'I love yous' and feather light touches. We take our time in make the experience one filled with pleasure, longing, passion, and love. Once our peaks were reached, we fell into a comfortable silence, basking in the after glow of the most beautiful moment I've experienced in a long time. My head goes back to the days of Amy in high school while I worked 10 different jobs just to get by. My head went to meeting Amy for the first time, the fights over Karma, the first time we made love, the breakup. It all came flooding back and I couldn't help but smile. The way things ended was far from ideal, but it all brought me back to Amy, back to the love of my life.
"Hey. Where are you right now?" I hear a quiet whisper to my right side. I look down at my beautiful girlfriend, interlace our fingers, and smile.
"I'm right where I'm meant to be." She smiles before leaning up to place a soft chaste kiss on my lips. Yeah, wherever she is, that's where I'm meant to be.