(I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in weeks. August has been hectic for me, but it's not just that. The writer's block was real. It's like I knew what my ideas were for the continuation but I didn't know how to get from here to there, but I'm working it out. I know you're all going to be mad at me for the way I'm leaving this chapter, but I promise it won't take me as long to update this time.)

Riley's POV

Our game was interrupted when Farkle's mom walked in. Despite the fact that Farkle said she knew we were coming over, she looked completely taken by surprise.

"Farkle, I don't remember us planning on having guests tonight," Mrs. Minkus said.

"But I told you I was inviting my friends over after prom," Farkle said.

"You did?" She looked perplexed.

"Yeah, and you said you were okay with it," he replied.

"When?" She questioned.

Farkle pulled out his phone and showed her. "I sent you this email earlier, and you replied 'okay' to it."

Email? Farkle emails his parents?

"You sent me an email?" She asked, confused.

"Well you weren't answering your phone or responding to my texts, so I had to," he explained.

"I'm sorry, Farkle. I've just had a really busy day and I didn't see your texts. My personal assistant responds to my emails and she failed to mention this to me," she answered.

Wow. My mom is busy too, but she's never too busy to respond to my texts or calls. I can't imagine how frustrating it must be for Farkle to not be able to communicate with his parents because of their schedules.

Mrs. Minkus looked at all of us and smiled.

"Everyone looks so beautiful and handsome." She looked at Farkle. "And you look absolutely stunning in this suit. Did you pick this out yourself?"

"No, actually, Maya picked it out for me," Farkle smiled at Maya.

"Good job, Maya! Can you please dress my husband like this too?" Mrs. Minkus asked.

"Sure, anytime." Maya smiled at her.

Mrs. Minkus insisted on taking some pictures of us and we obliged. Then she told us we should be getting home because it was getting late and she had to wake up early tomorrow.

"It's too late, I don't want any of you taking the subway at this time," she said handing Farkle a stack of cash. "This should cover everyone's taxis."

We all went down to the lobby and waited for the doorman to hail us each a cab.

"You're staying at my house tonight, right?" I asked Maya, hopefully. I knew the night was ending, but I didn't want it to.

She pondered for a moment.

"I want to, but I also don't want to get killed when your parents see what I did to your neck," she said.

I took out my phone and texted my dad. "On our way home now. U awake?"

I waited and saw that it was delivered but it hadn't been seen yet.

"I think my parents are probably going to be asleep already by the time we get home," I said.

"Ok, so what's our plan if they're not?" Maya asked.

"We will tell them that Riley Superclutz was trying to bust a move and she should not have because she tripped and fell and landed on her neck," I suggested.

Maya burst into laughter. "Who lands on their neck?"

I shrugged. "Giraffes probably do," maybe…

Maya continued giggling as she slid into the backseat of our cab. I joined her and told the driver my address.

Maya's POV

I slid my hand into hers and held Riley's hand.

"Hey Riles," I said

"Yeah, Peaches?" she answered.

"Thanks for being my prom date," I said. I smiled at her. She smiled back at me.

"Thanks for asking me. Prom is special and I'm really glad I got to share it with you."

She slid over closer to me and put her arm around me. I rested my head on her shoulder for the rest of the cab ride.

The cab pulled up and we headed into Riley's house. We went through the front door, and quietly walked up to her room.

She handed me some pajamas and I started to head out of her room.

"Peaches? Where are you going?" she asked.

"Riles, that one shoulder dress has been teasing me all night. If I see both of your shoulders, I just don't know what I'll do," I replied.

"Says the girl who's dress is a halter top. You've been teasing me with both shoulders yourself," she said.

"Riles, if you undress in front of me right now, I can't promise I'll be able to keep my hands to myself," I warned.

"But I need you to undress me."

What…did…she…just…say?

"Uh. Could you repeat that, please?" I asked.

"Maya, I need you to undress me," Riley said.

I think my jaw was on the floor, but I could feel an involuntary grin spread across my face. She rolled her eyes at me.

"Seriously, Maya. I can't reach the zipper."

I dropped the pajamas on the floor and walked up behind her. Her zipper wasn't completely zipped all the way. I guess when she closed it after she discovered I had been drinking she couldn't reach all the way up. I kissed her bare shoulder softly as I slowly pulled her zipper down. I slid the one strap off of her other shoulder and watched the dress fall to her feet. I gently kissed her newly undressed shoulder and wrapped my arms around her waist. I pulled her closer and kissed the back of her neck. She turned around in my embrace and kissed me on the lips. When we pulled away from our kiss, she looked at me with a mischievous grin.

"Do you need help getting out of yours?" she asked.

I nodded. I really didn't. My zipper was easy to reach. But I certainly wasn't going to refuse.

She pulled open my zipper and I slid the halter top over my head and let it drop down next to her dress. We were both wearing strapless bras. Hers was purple of course. I knew my eyes were lingering but I could feel her gaze lingering too.

"You're so beautiful," I told her.

She blushed and looked away. "It's nothing you haven't seen before."

"I've never seen you like this before," I disagreed.

"We've changed in front of each other in the locker room plenty of times," she said.

"Yeah, but never like this, while we were alone, in the dark. Just you and me and the moonlight," I said. Okay, so maybe it was actually a streetlight, but whatever light it was coming in through the bay window, she looked amazing in it.

Her eyes shifted to the door. She stepped over our dresses and walked over to her desk. She carefully placed her chair in front of the door, under the doorknob.

"There. Now it really is just you and me and the moonlight." she said.