“Oh no.” Yellow hurried to his pants. “Don’t pay me any mind. I’m out of here.”
Holly and Nikolas exchanged looks. And then Holly put the rum and eggnog back in her bag. “Maybe we should go back to the hotel.”
“No.” College Me shook her head. “Stay. I just need to—”
“Go back to the hotel, Holly.” Saint glared at me. “Ivy and I need to talk.”
Holly, Nikolas, and Yellow were out of there in less than a minute.
Hurt covered Saint’s face. “How long have you been fucking him?”
“I haven’t.”
“Then why was his dick out?”
“Because I was going to. I’m still a virgin.”
Saint let out a long breath.
“We’re not even together so don’t look at me that way.”
“Why bring him to your room?” Saint cornered her. “Why bring that idiot back here?”
“I was drinking and lonely. I thought it was a good idea.”
“To let some random guy take your virginity?”
“You won’t take it! I’ve tried long enough.”
“That’s not how it’s been going.”
“It’s exactly what’s been happening.”
“Because I’ve wanted more—”
“And I just want sex! Stop trying to push me to do more.” College Me tried to move away from him and held her pants, trying to put them on. He brought her back and kissed her. She dropped the pants. They fell to the floor. Next, he had her plastered against the closet door as he undid the front of his jeans. “All you want is sex, huh?”
She moaned.
He pulled his cock out.
Like a nasty voyeur, I stepped closer to them.
He lifted her. His muscles flexed under his sweater. He was inside of her in seconds. She gasped.
He growled. “Does it hurt?”
“Uh?” She trembled against him. “Kind of, but. . .in a good way.”
He slammed his cock into her. She shrieked and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
“You just want to be fucked, huh?”
“Oh!”
I held my hand over my heart, remembering how good he’d felt that night.
“Here you go!” Saint slammed into her, almost crushing that little body. He was out of control—a rabid beast. With that huge size and College Me’s small body, it looked like some erotic battle. She gasped. And then his hands were in her hair, on her face, breasts, and ass. He went wild.
And I watched College Me lose herself. She swam in a euphoric gulf of pleasure. Never would another man take her like Saint. She would spend the rest of her time in college and even out of it, searching for another guy to give her the orgasms that Saint could.
College Me closed her eyes, reveling in the feel of his hands and the thrusts of his cock. Jealousy rushed through me.
I stood near them once again wanting to be a participant.
Knocking sounded off in the distance.
The glowing man sounded. “Ivy.”
“No.” I sneered. “I’m watching this to the end.”
“Ivy, we must go.”
The knocking continued.
I shook my head. “I’m staying. If I have to go down memory lane then—”
Abruptly, I woke up in my bed. “No.”
I scanned the area. I was in the villa. I looked down at my body. I no longer had on the white pajamas. Instead, I wore the Kate Coat, jeans, and sweater from the bachelorette party. I looked above me. A clear blue sky showed through my glass ceiling.
Someone knocked on my villa door.
I blinked, returning to reality. Meanwhile, my nipples were stiff under the sweater and my pussy was wet. “It was a dream. . .all a dream. . .”
“Ivy!” Holly yelled through the door. “Are you okay?”
I cleared my throat. “Yes!”
“You missed spa day. Everyone was worried.”
I rolled to my side and climbed out of bed. “Coming.”
Damn, that was a crazy dream. How was that even possible? And he referred to Mom. And all those damn memories.
My heart ached with the visions from earlier. I felt so sad from seeing my father, mother, grandpa, and grandmother. And then there were all the emotions that came from the moments between Saint and me.
I stumbled to the door and opened it.
Holly looked at me and then chuckled. “And I thought I was drunk. You’re still in the same clothes.”
Yawning, I shook the dreams out of my head. “I just overslept. How was spa day?”
“Much needed.” She entered the villa. “By the way, thanks so much for the bachelorette party. It was so sweet. I will always remember that night.”
“Good. You deserve it.” I raised my arms and sniffed at my pits. “Wow. I need to shower for several hours.”
“You only have several minutes. We need to be in the SnowChapel for rehearsal. Plus, during the rehearsal dinner, I need my maid of honor to be a buffer between my mother-in-law.”
“That’s right.” I saluted her. “The buffer is on duty in less than ten minutes. Just let me clean up.”
“Oh. I’m not going anywhere. I’m currently hiding from her now.”
“Are the fathers on the fishing trip?”
“They’ve just returned. Both are frozen popsicles and not happy with me at all.”
“Told you.”
“Yeah. Yeah.”
“Okay. I’ll be ready.” I took off the coat and headed to the shower. My heart ached. My soul felt sore like something had cut it open.
Get the dream out of your head. Take a hot shower and forget it all.
Chapter 10
Winter Wonderland
Although the dream haunted me, I moved forward with being there for my best friend.
Wedding rehearsals weren’t necessary. However, Holly liked everything to be perfect. Therefore, I knew we would stand in that cold-ass chapel forever practicing the ceremony.
After getting into my clothes and heeled black boots, I put on a new winter ensemble—a black fur coat, complete with a thick fur hat.
“Ivy!” Holly widened her eyes when we headed outside. “Please tell me that this is faux fur.”
I winked. “It is.”
She frowned. “You’re so full of it.”
I shrugged. “You know I’m not a faux anything person.”
“Animals died for your coat.”
I headed down the steps, knowing this would not be her final statement. I gazed around at the amazing view of this breathtaking snowy landscape. The weather was chilly, yet the snow shimmered. A fresh dusting of powder layered the mountain top looking like a big cake with sugary icing. I looked at the frozen sea and its endless expanse of white—pure and untouched.
We walked onto the path leading to the SnowChapel. Flakes drifted down, twirling and twisting in the air. Trees swayed in the frosty winter wind, causing icicles to crack and crash to the ground like glass pieces shattering.
Holly continued her annoyance with my coat. “Fur is cruel, barbaric, and simply incredibly old-fashioned and unfashionable.”
“Wow.” I glanced her way. “You say that after eating reindeer last night and damn near licking your plate.”