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I adjusted the white bikini on my tanned body, flicking my long dark hair that had small strands braided in it behind my shoulder.
The trip in Sydney was sadly approaching its end, and the last thing that seemed to be on the itinerary was the foam party rave.
Dinner with Oprah was entirely enlightening, the radio show we hosted had us laughing until our stomachs hurt, and the mud bath and hot spring seemed to relax my nerves completely.
And while I got a good draft for my vows, I was still stressed—mostly due to my need of perfecting them, but also about the wedding that Noa kept assuring me would go smoothly.
But there were so many small details that I had to make sure worked out, and it felt like Noa was being a little too laid back about it.
"Ready?" Arya questioned, poking her head into my room.
I nodded to myself, pushing away the stressful thoughts as I slid my slides on and followed Arya out of the beachfront house.
It had really only been a day since I talked to Noa, but I still found myself missing her—craving her voice and touch.
The details of where they went still never got revealed, which seemingly made me more curious.
I hope she's having fun.
Well... not too much fun.
"Okay, so there's a back entrance we'll go through and then we'll get stamped before we can get in," Arya explained as she tucked her dark hair behind her ears.
I couldn't help but smile, "Thank you again for doing all of this," I said, easily making a smile light up on Arya's face.
"Oh, it was nothing," she said, clearly downplaying her part.
I only shook my head, "No one else would've possibly come close to planning such an amazing trip," I insisted, hoping she knew how much this meant to me.
Arya let out a long dramatic sigh, smiling as she said, "Fine, I guess I am a pretty amazing best friend."
I couldn't help but laugh, shaking my head at the suddenly cocky brunette.
"You are more than amazing," I said in agreement, giving her a side hug before the car inevitably came to a slow halt.
Arya clapped happily to herself, "We're here!" she said as she began climbing out of the car with me following behind her.
And as soon as we were out of the SUV my brows furrowed.
It was just an alleyway.
But before I could say anything to Arya, she was pulling me along toward the porta potty's that a man stood outside of.
The man's posture quickly straightened when he not only saw Arya and I, but the two men guarding us.
I'm not so sure he'll be letting us in...
"Isaac!" Arya greeted the man, who inevitably cracked a small, "It's so good to see you again," she said, wrapping the intimidating man in a brief hug.
I definitely didn't see that one coming.
The man named Isaac grabbed a stamper from his hip, easily making the guarded men reach for their guns out of impulse.
"I would ask for a password, but I know you don't even need it," Isaac said, stamping the inside of Arya's wrist before I provided mine.
I gave Arya a knowing smile, "Oh so you've been here before?" I questioned as the man stamped my wrist, leaving a black swirl symbol on my tanned skin.
Arya casually shrugged, "Maybe a few times," she said, easily brushing it off.
Isaac raised a brow, "A few times? Arya here would be here every time she was in town," he confessed, laughing to himself.
Arya jokingly rolled her eyes, "Well, I did say Sydney was amazing," she defended as the man opened one of the porta-potty doors that seemingly was just a hallway leading into the tall industrial building.
They must do that to keep this all lowkey.
I followed behind Arya, passing a few more guards who inevitably opened up the double doors for us.
And just like that—the pounding music, the flashing lights, the insane crowd, and foamy bubbles were revealed.
It almost felt like Narnia.
I mean how did they manage to hide this, especially the loud music?
Arya practically grinned ear to ear as she grabbed us both drinks from a tray that a guy—dressed in leopard swim shorts with matching ears and UV light-painted whiskers—was holding.
"Enjoy my sexy felines!" he called over the music, giving us an animated meow before he continued on his journey of passing out drinks.
And as I took the plastic margarita glass filled with a sweet red drink—I couldn't help but admire the incredible party around me.
It was something I had never experienced before, and it felt entirely freeing.
Oddly enough, this felt like the best thing on the itinerary—excluding Oprah of course.
"Ahhh I can't believe we're really here!" Arya cheered happily as we weaved our way through the lively crowd.
I could feel my grin somehow grow wider, "This is incredible!" I yelled out over the music, processing how insane this rave was.
Arya jumped up and down with the crowd, chugging the rest of her drink as foam floated and glistened in the air, "So fucking incredible!" she agreed, falling in line with the beat of the music.
And before I could take another sip of my barely touched drink, Arya said, "Before you finish that off, I want you to be aware of the molly in it!"
My eyes widened slightly, looking down at the drink, but the surprise feeling easily faded—deciding that I would let loose for once with Arya.
Besides, the men guarding us wouldn't dare let anything happen to us on their watch—or else Noa would have them killed.
"Thank you for telling me!" I told Arya, grateful that she had informed me and given me a chance to make a decision.
Arya cheered happily when I chugged the rest of the sweet drink—jumping up and down with the crowd as electricity pumped through my veins.
This night is going to be legendary.
—
"I love you so so much," I said, hugging Arya as we slowly rocked back and forth to the very fast music.
I felt so...
Happy.
"I just love you and life—I love life so so much," I breathed out, taking in how hot it suddenly felt in the center of the large crowd.
Arya giggled, "I love life too—isn't it amazing?" she questioned, hugging me tighter as everyone around us seemingly jumped and danced to the music.
I swear I have never felt so energized and aware in my entire life.
I never wanted to leave—actually, I miss Noa, so I actually do want to leave.
"Noa," I murmured aloud, smiling to myself.
Arya gasped, "Vincent?" she said, easily making my brows furrow.
I pulled away from Arya, "No, I was saying that—"
But I easily cut myself short when my eyes landed on Noa who was standing beside Vincent and Fenix.
And wow did she look so fuckable in her black one-piece swimsuit that was left unzipped at her chest.
A grin practically lit up on my face, "Noa boa?" I called out, running toward her.
Noa held her arms open for me as I flung myself into them, hugging her as if she might disappear at any moment.
"You're so... fuzzy," I breathed out as I leaned into her fully.
Noa pulled back slightly, "Fuzzy?" she questioned, furrowing her brows, "Wait, are you on drugs right now?" she questioned, gently grabbing my chin as she analyzed my eyes.
I only poked her, giggling to myself, "Am I hallucinating right now?" I said, still shocked that she was even here right now.
Noa only rolled her eyes, "I love that you'd willingly hallucinate me—someone who should spank you endlessly for something like this," she said with a narrowed look, but I couldn't conjure up the fear.
All I could feel was thankful that she was here—and Arya seemed to feel the same since she was full-on hugging Vincent.
I'm sure Noa's security detail didn't hesitate to provide our location—or the details of our plans tonight.
"I'm so happy you're here," I said, smiling happily as Noa continued to analyze my warm face.
Surprisingly, she didn't seem that mad.
"You're lucky I don't want to punish you for this," Noa pointed out, easily making my brows furrow.
That's definitely a first for her.
"You don't?" I questioned carefully.
Noa only brushed the stray hairs away from my face, "Not for having fun, angel—although, I wish you would've been safer and tried drugs around me instead," she said, pressing a brief kiss to my cheek.
I nodded a few times, "I am totally safe—we have security and—"
"But they aren't me," Noa cut me short with a stern expression, looking between my heavy eyes, "I want to be with you whenever you do something like this again. Am I clear?"
I didn't hesitate to nod, "Of course, my beautiful fiancée—" I pressed a deep kiss to her lips, "—the love of my life," I said.
Noa inevitably laughed against my lips, pulling back as she said, "This is very entertaining."
I began pressing kisses to her neck, "And you're so so beautiful—and you're all mine," I said, tugging her closer to me by her torso.
Noa laughed again as she slid her arms around my waist, "You really are something else," she said as Vincent and Arya veered back over to us.
"Want some molly?" Vincent questioned, extending one of the familiar red drinks to her.
Noa went to shake her head, but almost as if something flipped inside her head—she suddenly nodded.
"Why the fuck not," she said, taking the glass, which easily made a full-on grin break out on my lips.
I love this for us.
Fenix clapped a hand on Noa's shoulder, "Atta girl," she encouraged before they both chugged the red drink.
As Noa finished the drink, she placed a soft kiss on my tingly lips, "Let's experience this together," she suggested, taking my hand in hers.
I didn't hesitate to nod, guiding her back into the foamy crowd as The Night Is Still Young began to play.
And suddenly, my bachelorette trip felt more than complete as I danced the night away with my fiancée, completely high off of molly.