“What do you mean we got married? Why would we do that?” Sebastian asks, finally picking up his suit pants and putting them on.
I’m happy not to have the distraction anymore, but Jesus, do I wish I could remember getting f****d by that c**k. I’ve been soaking wet and ready the entire time he’s been standing naked in front of me.
“I don’t know. But we are both wearing rings that weren’t there last night, so it’s just a guess.”
He frowns as he stares at his ring, trying to remember last night. I try to remember last night too, but it’s all a fog. We must have really hit the alcohol to not remember anything after we stepped foot inside this suite.
We hear buzzing, and we both kneel down to search through our clothes for our phones. We both find ours at the same time, both ringing.
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