ones of just James and I, they decided they needed family photos and we took pictures for another fifteen minutes, until they were all satisfied.

“Are we allowed to go now?” James asked our parents, who seemed content to take pictures all night.

“Yes, you two may go now,” his mom sighed, smiling all the while.

“Have fun!” June shouted out. I hugged dad good-bye and took James’s hand.

“You make sure she has a good night,” dad told James.

“Yes sir.” James nodded as dad patted him on the back and we left hand in hand to his car. We waved to his family as we drove away, all of them smiling and waving us off.

“You look so beautiful Michaela,” James told me, holding my hand as he drove, his eyes continuing to sneak glances at me.

“Thank you.” I blushed from his loving words and the way he kept looking at me.

“I can’t wait to take you to our room tonight and have you alone to myself,” he divulged, making my body heat with shared desire.

We drove to the hotel where our prom was being held, it was a fancy hotel and the prom was decorated beautifully. I found Tara and Lloyd right away, with Emily and her date Steve and Derek, who was flying solo. They all looked wonderful, everyone did. It was nice to see everyone all dressed up and this side of them.

“You look incredible!” both Em and Tara said, rushing up to me.

“You guys too!” I told them.

“You look really beautiful, Mike.” Derek smiled down at me.

“Thanks,” I said, as James’s arm went a little tighter around my waist.

“Let’s go get some punch,” James said, not leaving me alone for a second. I smiled inwardly and followed as he led me, not letting go of my hand, in fear of losing it. We sipped our punch and I was thankful that no one had spiked it, yet. We made our way back to my friends and then all went to take pictures together. Gert and her friends were ahead of us and holding up the line. They all looked beautiful of course, but their styles were all similar and more on the risky side. I smiled at Tiffany, in a bright pink halter dress that was tight and ended above her knee.

“You look really good,” she complimented as her group passed us, giving me a smile and thumbs up. All her friends, looked shocked, hell, so did mine.

“You too.” I nodded. No one had ever seen us interact pleasantly and this was a first, as far as they knew.

“That was weird,” James whispered to me.

“No, not really. We’re kind of friends, I think,” I told him, just making him look more confused. We all posed and then took pictures, some with funny faces, some with smiles, some of each, capturing this moment as much as possible. It was sad to think tonight was the last time I was going to see many of the people I’d spent the past almost seven years with. I was going to miss them, some more than others. Prom ended up being more fun than I thought it would be, we all talked, laughed and then we danced the night away. James held me close and whispered loving words in my ear during all the slow songs and as the night progressed his loving words got naughtier and naughtier, and I was looking forward to this night ending and getting to our hotel room. There were some after parties but James and I decided to skip them to go up to our room and enjoy the rest of our time together. I had exactly three weeks left until I moved to Paris, and I already had lots planned and lots to do. I was going to spend most of that time at Gran’s and the rest at the Kirk house. Our house had been sold and in eight days we would all be leaving for the new family to move in. I was still devastated that it wasn’t going to be my home anymore, it didn’t feel right that some new family would be moving in, when I had so many memories there and it was right beside James. But all the same, I had to pack up all my belongings into boxes and bring them to Gran’s to store, while I was living in Paris, she had been more than happy to keep them for me. I was excited for Paris and my program, but I was really going to miss James and Gran. It was bittersweet, I was finally following my dream but those I cared for most, weren’t going to be there for it. At least I’d be able to see dad more, the last few months had been excruciating without him. Three weeks was going to fly by, especially when I had to spend a large chunk of it packing and moving to Gran’s and then packing everything, I was taking with me to Paris. I wanted to spend every second of it enjoying James and his magnificent body.

Our room at the hotel was beautiful and luxurious, I didn’t even want to know how much James had spent. There were rose petals on the bed and chocolates on the pillow.

“This is beautiful,” I told him in awe.

“You are beautiful,” he said, his voice raspy. “I couldn’t wait all night to get you alone, you have no idea how incredibly stunning you are,” he told me, his eyes filled with lust. I felt heat spread down my body to my core as he took me in his arms and kissed me hungrily.

James

I helped Mickey pack up all her things, trying to make it fun and not as hard as it was for her.

“I guess I’ll have to leave these at Gran’s,” she said sadly, holding the box with all her family videos. I rubbed her back, knowing how hard that would be for her, those videos were

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