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Layla

It was our last night, and we were ready to go all out. We started our evening by eating lunch at a fancy restaurant. The girls dressed in formal dresses, and the boys all wore tuxedos. After dinner, we went to see the blue men group show. It was epic and so hilarious.

Danny and I held hands the whole time. He hugged me, kissed me, and he was being so affectionate. It was as if we were an actual couple. I hate to admit it, but I loved every moment of it. But- I knew it was soon coming to an end.

We were going back home tomorrow, and we would go our separate ways.

I had his full attention and affection during this trip, but nothing guaranteed me that it would be the same back home, where every girl had most likely already been with him. And they would continue to look for him.

After the show, we walked around until it was time for dinner. We had late reservations at a nice restaurant, but I couldn't help noticing Danny was beginning to change. He was being pensive tonight. I looped my hand on his and rubbed his bicep with my other hand, getting his attention. "Hey... Are you ok?" I asked, getting closer, making him lock eyes with me.

He placed a feather-like kiss on my lips and sighed, looking down at my hands. "Yeah, I'm just... Thinking," he says, making me give him a sad look.

"About?"

"Just... Things. My grandpa, my sisters. Riles is giving birth soon, and I'm not sure she and Charles will be able to make ends meet without my help. She's determined to refuse help from Ruth and me. I'm worried about her." he says, making me tilt my head, listening to him as he spills his thoughts. "She's very strong-minded and very independent. Just like her older brother." I say, making him smile, looking down.

I sighed as we made our way into the restaurant. He held the chair out for me and sat next to me. We ordered and ate in silence as everyone around us was having a good time talking and laughing.

It was time for our first club, but I wasn't in the mood for drinking tonight. His hand held me tight as we walked in together. We danced to a few songs. I kissed him softly, savoring each kiss, knowing they would be my last. I couldn't help but feel a little sad that it was coming to an end soon. I wanted to forget the fact that in just a few hours, he would no longer be mine.

My sister ordered a round of shots, and Danny wasted no time in swallowing those shots like water. It was as if he was determined to drink the night away. We bar hopped the whole night, and I started feeling melancholic seeing him in this state. "Don't look at me like that. I know you haven't changed your mind about me. I can see it in your eyes. I tried, Layla. I did. But if it's over tonight, at least celebrate one last night with me, will you?" he says as he wraps his arms around my waist. I lean in, kissing his lips. Maybe he's right; I'm overthinking.

I want to enjoy our last night together. After all, he was the best thing to have happened to him these past three days. So, I gave in. I began to lose up, drinking with him, partying the night away.

Whenever I saw him becoming melancholic again, I'd pull him to dance, kiss him, and talk to him.

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"Let's do it!" I raised my hands in the air cheerfully.

"Yes! Let's do it!" everyone cheered. For what? I have no clue... I just followed. I remember neon lights, loud music, and people everywhere—a weird guy in an Elvis Presley outfit. We took pictures, so many pictures, but I was sure half of those were blurry. We were all wasted.

We had gone to so many places I had lost count. "Don't lose this!" I remember telling my sister and handing her a paper I wrote on. What the hell did I write? Damn it; I'm so drunk; my mind is entirely clouded.

I turned toward the door as we returned to the penthouse. It was late; not sure of the actual time, but I knew it was late as my eyes felt heavy. Daniel stood by the door, and Ingrid was yelling at him, saying all kinds of nonsense before she turned and began throwing up. "Uggh, that's exactly how I feel right now. Just watching her throw up triggered me to do the same.

I ran to the room Danny and I were staying in. I flung the bathroom door open and began to throw up on the toilet. Danny soothed my back, holding my hair out of the way so I wouldn't get vomit on it.

Once I was done, he handed me a towel. He ran the shower with warm water for me and allowed me to wash my mouth before he undressed me and helped me into the shower.

"Careful, Mrs. Halloway," he says, slurring his words, making me chuckle. "Mrs. Halloway, you're funny," I said as he lathered my hair with shampoo. We both struggled to stay upward; I felt the whole place was spinning.

"I'm so tired." I pouted my lips as he sat me on the bed wrapped in a fluffy bathroom robe, and he dried my hair. "You drank a little too much tonight, Ladybug. I told you not to drink so much," he says as he pulls my leg and lathers my skin with a nice soothing lotion. "Mmmh, that feels good. You drank too, you know?" I say, giggling; my head was spinning uncontrollably. Every inch of me felt numb, but... Seeing him in nothing but a towel had me turned on. I unwrapped my rob, undressing in front of him.

"Layla, no. You need to rest, baby. Later, ok?" I pouted my lips as he tugged my robe back on.

"No. I want you now, Danny." I said as I pulled it back off. He chuckled, reaching over and fixing it again. "Baby, no. Later. We need to rest." he pulls me up, holding me bridal style; we almost fell since he was so drunk too. He laid me on the bed, laying down beside me.

I wanted him bad, but he was right. My eyes felt so heavy. He pulls me toward him as I rest my head on his chest. My eyes gave out. I fell asleep soon after.

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I must have woken up around eight in the morning. Daniel and I were still in the same position as we had slept last night when we returned.

One thing was for sure. I was done drinking. I had never been a drinking person, and this weekend I had drunk enough to last me a lifetime. Hell, I had never had as many drinks as I did last night. I reached over to the drawer quietly, grabbed a couple of aspirin, and drank them down with a bottle of water that I had left the previous night.

I sighed as Daniel stirred in his sleep. I can't believe we're going back home in a few hours. And then... It'll be all over between us.

He's right; he seems to have changed, but it's over. God, I wish we were back to the first day here. I had such a good time with him.

But I made a promise. As soon as the company goes back to normal, I will be returning to my work, and I just know a long-distance relationship will never work between us, especially when there are so many women constantly throwing themselves at him.

I turned, laying down toward him, and began caressing his cheek. Until we were back in that car, he was still mine, and I was his. He grunted as I ran my hand across his chest. I removed the sheets away and straddled him. I lean down, kissing his chest and running my hand softly across his skin. I began to rock my hips slowly; it didn't take but a few seconds before he was hard.

"Layla!" he responded in a husky voice. His hands caressed my thighs and gripped my hips as I continued my slow pace. He pulled on the strap of my robe, undoing it and taking the robe off me as he sat up with me still straddling him.

His tongue began to work wonders on my skin, leaving wet kisses on my neck and breasts. "One last time before we leave," I said, making him smile.

"Or, two, or three. As many times as you want, baby! I'm all yours." he added, making me bite my lip as I pulled up a little, pulling his shaft and entering him inside of me.

I gasped as I felt him enter. You'd think by now I was used to him, but this position made him feel even bigger than he is. He's big, but it almost hurt a little at how deep and thick he thought in this position.

He grunted as I began pacing up and down, slowly at first. Then I began to move faster and faster. His hands dug into my hips, and my hands tugged on his hair as I kissed him vigorously.

Our breath became erratic, and the more I paced, the harder he got, the more I became near to coming.

"Oh, God, baby... I'm... I'm almost there." my voice quivered as I quickened my pace.

He gripped me harder and moved us, making his body hovering over me. He thrust hard and fast inside of me, making an involuntary moan escape me. He gripped my leg up toward his chest, pushing harder and deeper.

"Danny." I whimpered his name as he continued to thrust inside me. My eyes watered. I was both aroused and sad that this may be our last time making love. I couldn't contain myself any longer. "Yes... Faster, baby. Faster." I begged, making him grip my leg, thrusting faster inside of me. My eyes went to my left hand as I felt a ring on my finger. When the hell did I get that ring? It's so pretty. It was a simple band covered in small diamonds. Did he win this last night at one of the tables?

My stomach balked up, and I knew I was about to get an orgasm, and I could feel the need to come. "Yes, I'm there; I'm coming," I grunted as I felt myself come.

My eyes teared, making me arch my back as I began to feel an orgasm. He grunted, tightening his hands as he gripped the sheets under us. I could feel him pulsing inside me as he began to spill his seed.

Our breaths were erratic; his back was covered in sweat, just like his forehead. "Fuck, my head hurts," he says, making me chuckle.

We soon decided to shower, change and begin packing. He was quiet the whole time. But my mind kept wondering why and when he had given me this ring. "Danny, do you remember when you gave me this ring?" I say, making him look toward me. He looked just as confused as I was. He scratched the back of his head; then his eyes widened; he held his hand forward; he had a ring on his left hand.

I felt like someone had dumped a cold bucket of water on top of my head. My heart began to pulse faster, and I felt dizzy. "I- shit."

"Danny! What the hell happened last night? Please tell me we didn't?" I say as I feel the need to sit down.

"I don't... Fuck." he says, as he begins to lose it. Oh God, why the hell did I drink so much? This can't be happening. I can not have been so stupid to marry him in a Vegas chapel. No. "Damn it!" I say as tears begin to fill my eyes.

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