Chapter Thirty-Eight: Regrets.
LYDIA couldn't stop smiling as George cursed to himself. She found this whole ordeal quite funny but she wouldn't have changed last night for the world.
"George, calm down please," Lydia mumbled, placing a hand on his shoulder. She could feel him begin to relax so she walked closer to him and hugged him from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder.
She could see him, glaring at himself in the mirror but she only smiled. She knew that there was a possibility that he'd think about this but she also knew that she was ready. She'd been for a while just waiting for the right time.
"Do you regret it?" She whispered, placing a light kiss on his shoulder. Right as the words fell from her, George turned around making her lose balance and stumble.
Though she was stabilised by George wrapping his arms around her waist, "I would never." He brushed a piece of hair behind her ear," last night meant everything to me, you mean everything to me."
Last night was one of the best nights of his life. Last night he shared memories with Lydia that he was sure would stay with them forever. Lydia traced along his cheekbone, "I don't regret it either," she whispered, "I don't regret anything I do with you."
Then Chris walked in making the couple jump apart in fright, "crap," Lydia mumbled as if she'd done something wrong. But she hadn't, George was hers and she was his.
Chris smiled at them both before raising an eyebrow at George, "I can wait if you want."
Lydia smiled, pushing George gently toward Chris, "I'll see you both later." Nodding, Chris left and George smirked, "not even a goodbye kiss?"
Chuckling Lydia wrapped her arms around his neck, "I guess you can have one."
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