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I start to back away, but when I take one last glance at her, I can't hold back. I take two big steps back toward her, grab her cheeks, and slam my mouth down on hers. I swallow down her gasp. I can't stop, I won't. This is everything that I've needed.

My body starts to feel whole again as my lips devour hers with my mercy. I don't even care who the hell is around us, who sees it, because this is no longer something we have to hide. Fuck anyone who tells me she isn't mine. She's been mine since the moment I laid eyes on her.

Her tongue shyly mixes with mine, and I groan into her mouth. Fuck, she's gonna kill me. I just want to take her right here, right now. But that, unfortunately, is wrong.

When it becomes clear it's either fuck her in front of the entire campus or pull away, I put my hand on her hips and push myself off her.

We're both breathing like we just ran a damn marathon.

"I thought you needed time first," she starts, but I put my finger to her lips to stop her.

"I'm a weak man when it comes to you," I smile. "That was one kiss to remind you what we have."

"Like I could forget."

I laugh as I start to back away. "That's what I like to hear, Princess. I'll see you soon."

She nods her head, and I turn around and walk away.

Okay, so that didn't go exactly to plan. I hadn't planned on fucking her mouth with my tongue, but it was a welcomed improvise. I don't regret it. I think she needed that to know I wasn't bluffing, that I'd be back for her, and soon.

But first, I have to figure something out. I need a plan, and I need one now.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Savannah

"Holyshit.It'shereguys. Can you believe we're graduating?" Shannon shouts from the kitchen.

I'm in my bathroom curling my hair in my black dress and heels. It does feel strange that the day is finally here. Four years of my life seem to have gone by in the blink of an eye. It feels like just yesterday I was moving into my dorm room, meeting Shannon for the first time as my roommate. She was a force to be reckoned with, and I won't lie, she scared the shit out of me at first.

Now we're all here, about to say goodbye to this chapter of our lives.

My phone, sitting on the countertop, beeps with a message.

I glance down.

Luke: Good luck today, Princess. We'll see each other soon.

Okay, I know I trust him, but COME ON!! What the hell does he need to do in order for us to move forward? He's not going to continue teaching at the university, so it's not like he will need to inform them that we're gonna start seeing each other. I can't, for the life of me, think of what it is.

It does feel good that he is at least reaching out. It's been six days since he knocked me off my feet with his kiss. I didn't see it coming, but it was easily the best kiss of my life. I can't see a kiss being more perfect than that.

That panty-melting, toe-curling kind of kiss that has so much emotion and longing behind it.

I'm not ashamed to admit I needed to take care of myself that night when I lay awake letting the memory wash over me.

"Time to go," Aubrey says from the other room. "Come on, ladies. We can't be late. Our parents are waiting for us outside of the gym."

Graduation is being held in our basketball gymnasium. It's going to be a hot and sweaty couple hours while they call each and every name of the graduating class.

I look in the mirror to make sure I look good enough for the many pictures that will be taken today. I unplug the curling iron, turn the light off, and grab my phone.

"Okay, I'm all set," I say as I join the girls by the front door.

"We need a selfie before all the commotion begins," Tricia says. She holds her phone out as we all squeeze into the frame.

Once the picture is taken, we pile into Shannon's car. None of us have any interest in walking in our heels, so we opted to pay the ridiculous parking costs for a prime spot. This gives me just enough time to pull my phone out.

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