Lie To Me

Riley's P.O.V.

Luke and I walked out to the table.
“So nice of you two to join us again.” Hunter grunted.
“Lay off. She doesn’t feel good.” Luke spat.
Hunter rolled his eyes and began to make a speech.
“Ry, she is definitely.” Sarah whispered.
My stomach turned, I think I might actually get sick this time.
“...Now I have a very important question.” Hunter continued. Oh god. “Will you marry me, Riley?”
“What?!” we all gasped.
“Brittany? Will you?”
Brittany swiftly slapped Hunter and ran off in tears.
“What just happened?” Hunter asked, genuinely not knowing what he just said.
“You just asked Riley- my girlfriend- to marry you.” Luke growled, ready to kill him.
“No I--”
“Yes, you did.” Everyone interrupted.
“Shit.” Hunter cursed, pulling his hair roughly. “What do I do?” he asked, but everyone was quick to turn their backs and head for the door. “Riley! Wait!” He called.
“I suggest you back off before I--”
“Luke. I got this.” I stopped him. He hesitantly stepped away. “What exactly do you want to hear?” I asked Hunter.
“How do I fix it?”
“Hunter I-- I can’t help you on this. It’s been two weeks since we called off our engagement, you already live with her, and she’s pregnant--”
“She’s what?” Hunter gasped.
“She told Sarah she’s pregnant-- wait- you’re not proposing because of that?”
“No, Riley! I love her. I want to settle down.”
“Then I suggest you go find her. And do me a favor, stop asking all of us to partake in your schemes. These are my friends, not yours. You didn’t even like them a few weeks ago. And I’m done with you rubbing your new life in my face.”
“Rubbing it in your face?” he interrupted.
“Yes. You move her in, show up to all the things we go to, and now this? And engagement dinner surrounded by strangers?”
“You’re living next door with your ex turned boyfriend again, but I’m rubbing it in?”
“What is this? A competition? I’m sorry it isn’t you. You are not the one for me. I’m sorry for the wasted year together just to leave you for him. I can’t change that though. I just don’t believe you actually love Brittany. I think you feel pathetic and alone since I left and you’re trying to fill a void you will never be able to fill. You’re so fake! Two weeks ago you were perfectly fine with me being with you so you could explore being with Brittany, but now you’re mad about it?”
“I’m hurt! I wasted a year falling for an emotionally unavailable women and trying to convince myself I could fix you.”
“I don’t need to be fixed!”
There was a moment of silence between us.
“I slept with her.” Hunter mumbled.
“No, shit. She’s pregnant.”
“No, I slept with her when I was with you. Remember when she answered the phone? We had just finished. That’d be the only way she could know she’s pregnant. Anything after that is too soon.”
I froze thinking of things to say, but even then I stuttered it all out.
“You-- You judgemental, disgusting, piece of-- fuck you, Hunter!” I spat, getting out as fast as I could.
I ran straight into Luke’s arms as he stood by his car.
“Ry? What’s wrong?” He asked wiping the tears from my face. I couldn’t get any words out. “What did he do?” Luke pushed.
“Can we please go home?” I cried on.
Luke opened my door and let me in. He quickly got in the driver seat and began driving. Once we were closer to the bottom, where I knew Luke wouldn’t turn around, I caught my breath and turned to Luke.
“What is it baby?” he gripped my hand.
“Hunter-- he-- he cheated on me. Brittany is pregnant.”
Luke squeezed my hand harder, but not comforting, more out of anger. “Riley.” He began.
“Don’t. It’s fine. We’re over and I gave him a piece of my mind.”
Luke smiled slightly, “You are so strong.” he let out, kissing my hand.
“Luke.”
“Hmm.” He hummed, focused on the road.
“Will you be with me again? You know... Officially?” I blushed. After telling Hunter off, I realized it’s Luke, it will always be Luke.
“Are you serious?” he lit up and pulled over.
“Riley! Of course I’ll be with you. You’re all I’ve ever wanted. I’m sorry I lost sight of that in the first place.”
“The past is the past. I want you to be my future.” I smiled, leaning in for a kiss. “So, is that a yes?” I chuckled.
“Shut up.” he laughed, kissing me harder.
I pulled back after a few minutes.
“Have you ever-- don’t answer that. Do you wanna break in your backseat?” I breathed. I needed Luke, right here, right now.
“Two times in one night? What’s gotten into you?” he smirked, pulling himself into the back.
“If you’re complaining, we don’t have to do anything.”
“Get back here.” he growled, pulling me into the back with him, unbuttoning his pants.
I straddled his hips and pushed myself into him. I ran my fingers through his hair as he ran his hands up my back and unzipped my dress.

Luke’s P.O.V.

I unzipped Riley’s dress and slowly pulled it down, trailing kisses down her chest. She continued to grind herself on me and I could feel myself getting hard. I pushed her dress up and began playing with her one finger at a time.
“Luke.” she moaned. I could cum just from her moaning my name.
She got off my lap for just long enough to pulled my pants and boxers down. Riley swung her leg back over me to straddle me again. I wasted no time putting myself inside of her and rocking us back and forth.
“Riley.” I moaned. She tugged my hair in reply and began kissing me. I grabbed her ass and pushed harder.
“Luke... Luke... Luke!” she screamed.
“Yeah baby?” I groaned.
“I’m gonna-- gonna-- uhhhh.” she let out. I could feel her contracting around my member which made it hard not to finish as well. I quickly lifted her off so I could pull out.
“My god.” I gasped.
“That was--” Riley began.
“Amazing.” I finished. “Now let’s get home. I want to get you in the shower.”
Riley blushed, slipping her dress back to form to her body, and zipping it up. “You have yourself a deal Mr. Hemmings.”
“Mr. Hemmings, huh?” we chuckled.
I can’t wait for the day to come when I can reply to her as Mrs. Hemmings.
***
We pulled into the drive to see everyone waiting.
“Did you invite them?” I asked.
“Uh, no. I want to shower.” she laughed.
We hopped out of the car.
“What took you guys so long?” Michael asked.
“I had to tell Hunter off.” Riley replied, everyone cheered.
“Want to celebrate?” Sarah asked.
“Trust me, there’s plenty to celebrate, but maybe tomorrow?” Ry asked.
Everyone nodded in agreement and walked to each of their houses. I couldn’t help but laugh that we all live so close that they could just do that.
“Shower?” I whispered to Riley.
“Yes, please.” She smiled, running inside and up the stairs.
God I love her.

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