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“Goodnight,” I whisper as I close my eyes.

“Goodnight,” she whispers back.

Chapter 45

Corrine

“Apparently, Xavier and I are going out somewhere,” I say as I swipe mascara on my eyelashes while focusing in the mirror.

“Fun!” my sister says enthusiastically on the phone. She sounds almost too excited, which makes me suspicious.

“Did he say where?” Kaz asks nonchalantly.

“Nope,” I reply, popping my ‘p’ at the end in annoyance. “It’s a surprise.”

Riley laughs. “Exciting!”

Now I'm really suspicious. “You wouldn’t happen to know anything about this, would you?”

Both say ‘no’ in unison, making me roll my eyes. “Anyways, he told me it wasn’t anything fancy but to dress sexy. I think I’m going to go with a little black bodycon dress. What are you guys wearing tonight?”

Kaz is smart and stays silent, but Riley totally takes the bait and starts to answer me. “I was thinking of my one…Hey, that is not fair!” she yells through the phone.

“You always were a bad secret keeper,” I laugh. “Now tell me what the hell is going on. I’m not ready to walk down an aisle yet, so there better not be a marriage proposal coming.”

Now it's Kaz’s turn to laugh. “Nothing like that, Corrine. I think Xavier knows exactly your style, and something tells me you will like it way more than a ring.”

“Whatever,” I grumble. “You both suck. I’m going to finish getting ready. This better be worth it.”

“Bye!” they both yell before hanging up.

An hour later, I walk out of the room wearing my little black dress and strappy black heels, with my hair loosely curled and my lips covered in a deep shade of red.

“You look fucking fantastic,” Xavier says, scanning my body appreciatively. He waltzes over and runs his fingers across the bottom of my dress, dragging it up a bit.

“Don’t even think about it,” I say, swatting his hand and stepping back.

He pouts, pushing out his lip. “I just wanted to know if you had panties on under there.”

“Maybe if you're lucky and the surprise is good, I might let you find out,” I tease.

He laughs and grabs my hand, dragging me out the door and down the elevator. As soon as we step off, I feel him come up around me with a blindfold.

“I can’t wait to take this off,” he whispers in my ear, sending tingles down my back. Since I can’t see, he helps me into a car before sliding in next to me.

“You know where to go,” he says to the driver.

The drive is quiet, besides the low music playing on the stereo. Xavier rubs his fingers along the hem of my dress, not even attempting to lift it again. I would be disappointed if it weren't for the nervous anticipation I have for whatever he plans on surprising me with.

We stop suddenly, and the car door opens.

“Xavier, slow down,” I laugh as he tugs me behind him. Whatever he has for me, he seems extremely excited about.

We walk through a door, and my senses are on high alert. My ears perk up when I hear “Do Wrong” by Lowborn playing over speakers. The air is thick with the smell of pheromones. Itliterally smells like sex, and my body warms at the thought. I follow behind Xavier as he leads me through a few turns and up a set of stairs before sitting me down on what feels like a couch. Then he slowly undoes my blindfold while kissing my neck. I blink a few times, my eyes adjusting to the dim lighting where we are sitting as I turn my head to look at him. I run my hands along the velvet couch as he leans over from behind me, his eyes sparkling.

“Where are we?” I ask, smiling.

He gestures for me to look around. I scan around, realizing we are on some sort of balcony, so I get up to look over the railing, which is completely see-through glass. As I look down, I see a giant circular bed with spotlights hitting it from every direction. The scene looks very familiar as I watch the mass of tangled bodies fucking down below. If I squint, I can outline the couches surrounding the room's bottom.

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