#🎶 we might just get away with it the alter is my hips 🎶

[hardlypartying]

Kiara sighs and pulls away finally. “We should get ready.”

Rafe’s hand on her hip pulls her back to his chest and Kiara stumbles slightly, “We can get away with it.”

“Mmm don’t think so,” Kiara plays with the undone buttons of his shirt, “The maid of honor and the brother of the bride missing? That’s pretty big.”

“And what if we’re fashionably late?” His hand trails up higher on Kiara’s torso, lifting up her shirt in the process, “Give them something to talk about?”

“That—” Kiara’s breath hitches, “That could work.”

Fic: KRCG Chapter 11

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