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her head tipped to the side and she watched them with a little smirk on her face, "are you going to come help me clean up or are we leaving this for the morning? our head looks to be elsewhere and i am exhausted. unless you had other plans for the rest of the night, for us?" she asked, arching a brow as she walked over and climbed into their lap. her hands cupped their face and she pressed a kiss to their lips. "i brought you home sweet treats from the bakery...would you like one of them?" she asked and ran her fingers through their hair.

when your body looked as good as hers did, it deserved to be seen - and tanner was happy that he was on the other end, getting to watch it happen in real time. his own body wasn't bad by any means, muscular and toned, but he couldn't hold a candle to her, and he'd never try. tanner was thankful, grateful and blessed that she had felt comfortable enough with him to walk around naked. his gaze lingered on her as she bent herself over the laundry basket, feeling a familiar warmth in the pit of his stomach as his eyes moved over the sheer fabric. ❝ you're going out like that? ❞ he questioned, a smirk on his lips as he already knew the answer but couldn't help asking it. ❝ you'll definitely get the attention of everyone in there, i'll be sure to wear earplugs tonight. ❞ tanner teased, winking at her as sat up a bit more. ❝ i planned on just staying in, but if you're going out in just that, i might have to tag along. ❞ 

"how about... instead of complaining about all of the girls i take home with me, you do something about it?" the two of them were in the middle of an argument outside of the club. logan always had eyes for her, but normally chickened out and ended up going home with people every other night because she was trying to avoid the feelings she had. but, instead, she was a little drunk and pushing her friend up against the wall outside of the club. "unless you think you can't handle it."

“   is   there   room   for   two   in   that   shower   ?   ”   

❝ just like that? ❞ he asked, grinning as he moved to stand up, almost expecting a little bit more of a fight from her. ❝ alright, hell yeah - lets go! who cares about packing bag, we'll get whatever we need when we get there. ❞ 

she was getting ready to do a video when her toys all seemed to give out on her at the same time. this never happened and she couldn't find the correct charger because she had this put on her schedule. with a deep breath, she heard her roommate getting home and she swallowed thickly. she pulled on one of her satin robes and walked out of her bedroom, "number one, you're not supposed to be home yet because i'll be recording soon and number two, this is also helpful at the same time. how would you like to make a little money and help me with my video?" she asked. "just have sex with me...your face doesn't have to be shown, i'll blur you out, but i need this to get done and my toys crapped out on me and...i just need your help. please. i'll split whatever i make with this video, with you..."

how could he not recognize the girl who was now sat across from him? they'd spent the night rolling around in the sheets of her hotel room, and even if he had made his way from the room this morning, there was no denying that it was her. even with the oversized sunglasses shielding her features, ezra couldn't mistake the freckles. the conversation with the groom had died down as he was no longer interested in entertaining it, but instead seeing if the girl would recognize him. maybe she wouldn't? or maybe she was doing it on purpose since he'd snuck out. to be fair, there hadn't been a whole lot of talking, so he had no idea what to expect from her. having the bridal parties meet had seemed like a trivial expense; they would get to know each other at the wedding, and did they really all need to be friends? as the best man, ezra knew he needed to pretend to be interested in everything that was happening, but he let the coverstation around him die down as he finally decided to speak to the girl. ❝ long night? ❞ he questioned, nodding to the sunglasses as if he had no idea, a hand moving to lift his water glass, taking a sip from it.

maybe she had gotten a little too comfortable, too quickly once she'd moved in, but could the girl really be blamed? zane had made it easy, he was so welcoming that sutton had felt like they'd been friends for years. it was easy to let her guard down and be herself around him, which had included the lack of clothing from time to time around the house. he hadn't ever seemed upset with her about it, and it had only made her feel that much more at ease. today was no different, so even as he came through the front door she hadn't moved, or reached for a blanket to cover herself up. instead, she'd just stayed in her spot, looking over towards him as he spoke. ❝ you make it sound like this is your first time seeing me. ❞ the blonde spoke, a soft laugh falling from her lips as her eyes rolled. ❝ i wasn't sure when you'd be back, and i wanted to lay on the couch. but i can move. ❞