The Bachelorette

Friday night, my last night as a free woman. Was it fear or excitement that had my heart beating like a drum? Maybe a bit of both. Ronan came early to fetch James. Before they left James cornered me in the passage, kissing me wildly in front of Ronan.

“You be a good girl now, Sugar. Save some energy for tomorrow night.” He said, slapping my butt and when I caught Ronan’s eye, he smirked at me. My face was on fire.

“The girls are on their way, Destiny. I hope you are ready for them.” Ronan winked at me over his shoulder before James dragged him out of the house.

“Stop flirting with my girl, Ronan you man-whore.” James growled at him.

“Pot calling the kettle black, mate?” I heard Ronan chuckle before the door slammed behind them.

I went to my bedroom to get ready for the night. Not really knowing what I was getting myself into. I decided on the red dress James had gotten me a few days before. It hugged my curves like a second skin and was short, coming down to mid-thigh. But I left the