Epilogue

Dawson

"If I recall correctly,I believe your words were, ‘not if he was the last dick on earth,'" Mitchell said with a grin.

Nolan turned to look at me with judgment. "Really, Dawson?"

"To be fair, you were quite infuriating..." I scoffed.

Nolan rolled his eyes. "Says the asshole whose sole desire in life was to make my job a living hell."

"Maybe that wasn't his only desire," Cade said with a smirk.

"Obviously," Weston chimed in as he pulled Cade close.

"I'm surrounded by idiots," I huffed, throwing my hands up in the air.

The waiter came with our drinks and a basket of wings, and I noticed someone kicking me under the table. I didn't have to look to know who it was, since it was coming from the seat beside me. I shot a wary look to Nolan, who was smugly shaking his head.

"You are an idiot," Nolan teased.

"But you still love me," I teased him back.

Nolan shook his head.

I licked my lips as I dove in for a wing as the karaoke singer exited the stage.

"Don't worry you can get your revenge later," I said, flashing him a wink as I ate my wing.

"I'll hold you to that," Nolan promised, taking a sip of his beer.

"I'm counting on it," I growled wickedly as I leaned in and kissed the man of my damn dreams quickly in front of all my friends, in the glow of the bar where it all started.

The karaoke singer who'd taken the stage actually sounded really good, singing Ozzy's Bark At The Moon.

"I'm going up," Nolan said as he jumped off the barstool beside me.

"Really now? Since when do you like being the center of attention?" I scoffed.

Nolan stood straighter, adjusting his glasses and looking at me with that bratty cockiness I'd come to fucking love about him. He may have been hot as hell when he was in charge, but God Almighty did I love it when he turned on his brat charm.

I wasn't sure what I liked more, to be honest, stuffing my cock down Nolan's throat to teach him a lesson, or him edging me and fucking me into oblivion.

He placed a hand on his hip and with the utmost attitude said, "You can't stop me." And like the little pain in the ass he was, he stuck his tongue out for good measure.

As if he trusted I wouldn't bend his ass over my damn lap and smack it right here.

Pain in my ass.

"Oh yeah?" I asked as I left my wings and beer and sauntered over to him, holding him in my stern gaze.

"Yeah," he taunted me.

I grabbed him by the waist, pulling him to me. His eyes widened in surprise for a moment, but his body melted in my hold like butter.

Nolan slid his hands in my hair, staring up at me with bright eyes from behind crooked glasses.

I set my palm against his neck, using my thumb to tilt his chin up, and took his lips against mine without warning. I could taste the hint of hopps on his tongue, and just like all the other times, he fell into my hold with ease, groaning as I coaxed his tongue with mine. I was aware my friends were hollering and bitching at us to get a room, but I didn't care. It was all in good fun anyway.

Nolan broke apart from me for a moment, and I watched the blush creep over his nose and cheeks, relishing in the way his glasses had gone crooked from our kiss.

"You'll pay for that," he whispered, his voice full of lust, his cock twitching against mine.

"I'm counting on it, champ," I said as the fire in Nolan's eyes shifted, and he took charge, and kissed me, making all my wildest dreams come true.

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