Xavier FINAL(115)

     When they kissed she turned to me with tears falling I had to kiss her. Fuck she was stunning.

     We ate and danced and ate some more.

     When all four of the girls were out dancing Tara, took off her little jacket and Cyrus jaw dropped. Tara looked over at him and smiled. She lifted her arms and shook her ass in a circle. The back and sides of her dress were opened.

     “Does that say--.”

     “Forever Mrs. Steel. Fuck,” he growled, “My little Bird just got even hotter. She must have done that last night. Wasn’t there before she left.”

     He stalked up to her and whispered in her ear. Then they disappeared into the main house.

     Bekah and Carly were laughing and Bekah looked over at Zandor. She turned and lowered the top of her backless dress exposing her back further.

     “Kitten.” Zandor gasped and he walked towards her.

     He pushed her forward and pulled her dress out and looked down it. He reached and put his hand around the front of her neck and pulled her up and kissed her neck. No hold up, he was biting her neck.

     I looked over at Carly and Taelyn and then at Jase.

     “She better not have let someone else touch her body,” he said staring her down.

     She bent over and acted as if she were showing him her tits.

     “You better not have.”

     She smirked and nodded yes and then turned her back to him.

     “Shits about to get ugly in here.” Jase hissed.

     Carly looked over her shoulder and blew him a kiss. He shook his head slowly no.

     She pulled her hair to the side and she had ink too.

     “No fucking way.” He stormed towards her and Momma Joe was there in a flash.

     Taelyn smiled at me. I lifted my palms in the air and she walked over.

     “What no ink for you?” I kissed her cheek.

     “Just something small. It hurts you know.”

     “Where.”

     “Your families place of course.”

     “No. Where on your body?”

     She turned and pulled her hair to the side.

     Right under her hairline it said Irish. Nothing more just Irish.

     I kissed her neck.

     “Who got to do you?”

     “Kat. She did me and Bekah. Your mom did Carly and Tara.”

     “You plan this?”

     “No. I actually said no and then I decided what the hell.”

     “I wanna pierce your belly button.”

     “I’m not sure about that.”

     “Okay your hood then.”

     “No thank you.” She laughed.

     “I love it.”

     “It’s a little sore.”

     “It’s needled going in your skin Irish.” I kissed it softly. “Come with me to the SUV for a minute.”

     We walked outside and to the vehicle. She was grinning when I opened the door for her.

     I walked to the other side and got in.

     “I love you.”

     “I love you too.”

     “Didn’t expect it to ever happen. Didn’t know I ever wanted it to. But it did. Four weeks ago we met and have been together every day since. Have I mentioned I love you?”

     “Yes.”

     “Good. I got you a present. Today actually. It’s not a proposal, but I’m not saying it’s never going to happen because I never thought this would. It’s how I feel and it’s who you are.”

     I pulled the little box out of my jacket pocket and opened it.

     “It’s a --.”

     “Claddagh ring.” She laughed.

     “Right hand with the heart facing you means you’re spoken for. Maybe someday we switch it around?”

     She held out her hand and laughed. “I love it.”

     “I knew you would.”