Our Last Day Novels & Stories

Kelly Campbell only realized two hours later that I was no longer around. Her ringtone was a foreign rock song. I disliked it and had even joked on several occasions that she should change it to the chill music I preferred. Kelly was repulsed. Her cold tone made the song replay in my head. "Must I do everything you say?" Feeling awkward, I immediately apologized. Just now, my best friend, Hayden Zachary, had posted to his social media. [LOL! I've listened to that song I recommended to some idiot three months ago so many times that I'm sick of it, yet she's still using it.]

The bustle and hustle of the park doesn’t even distract me from the way his lips curl over each word. He’s right. We’re standing smack dab in the middle of this amusement park Judi found. It’s our last day in Minnesota, and by tomorrow morning, we’re flying back out to New Orleans while Judi and Andre will return to Seattle. “I love it too,” I say softly. We just stand there, swaying to soundless music. Or maybe it’s just the sound of our hearts beating together, as one. The world fades behind us, the murmurs, the cool night air, the sparkling lights…they all disappear into the back of my mind.

The knowledge that this was the last morning they would spend in this house for a while. They had come to Malibu three days ago. They had walked the beach, eaten too much, and slept late. They had talked about the children and the years behind them and the years ahead. It had been the kind of anniversary that felt less like a celebration and more like a quiet acknowledgement that they had made it through something long and hard and had come out the other side whole. Today they would drive home.

Isabel stood in her spot, staring at her retreating figure till it was completely out of view. “Let's go.” She offered me a smile, but it was the saddest smile I'd seen in a while. I took her hand in mine, lacing our fingers together as I led us out. “What do you say we go for a drive?” “No. Today's our last day in Germany.” “Our last day?” She nodded. “We have to return tomorrow, we've been away and disconnected for so long, there's no telling what they've been doing in our absence.”

They shift away from each other a bit and turn in my direction. “Morning,” Jude replies. “Did anything happen last night?” I ask him. “Nothing.” “That's good,” I say and lazily stand up, also being careful not to wake the others. I stretch my muscles before making my way to the waterfall. When I arrive at the pool there, I scoop some of the water and splash it on my face. Jeez. The water is freezing, but it is refreshing and jolts me fully awake. Today is our last day, and that means if we don't get a banner and return before the time elapses, we will be eliminated.

😀 What is Last Date about? Last Date focus on the relationship between Jennifer and Terrance. They both live in California, but came from different areas in life. When they first met at The Smoothie Shop, Jennifer invited Terrance to have their first date at her house. When Terrance arrived, he is overwhelmed by the rich lifestyle she lives. But they end up getting to know each other better and have a lovely time together. Everything was going well, until Jennifer mentioned she was into BDSM and wanted Terrance to try it with her. But he felt uncomfortable with trying BDSM, that he decided to leave. Jennifer did not take the rejection well and him leaving shattered her heart. Terrance was a

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It had all our rare moments together over the last three years. There was footage of Blake patiently training me under the moonlight, our first hunting trip when he protected me, and the first time he gave me a birthday gift. When I thought of all that and as I watched what was supposed to be my farewell turn into their celebration, my chest ached. I wondered if Blake even remembered that this was the last event I would ever plan for the pack. While he was getting cozy with Wendy, did it ever cross his mind that we still had three days left before the contract ended and our bond officially broke?

His action causes the both of us to shriek in laughter. I ask in an attempt to completely shy away from the topic of ‘being together forever’, “What are we gonna do after tonight?” “We’ll spend our entire day at my yacht tomorrow, then we’ll attend a business meeting with a good friend of mine the day after next. On our last day here, we’ll travel the entire Paris.” “That sounds cool!” I giggle. “In that case, we need to replenish our energies.” “Replenish our energies?” he chuckles.

In just three days, we've visited a museum, the Love Locks Bridge, taken a stroll along the Seine, gone on a horse-drawn carriage ride and we've had a picnic in the Luxembourg Gardens. But it always ends with us fucking. So maybe our fake honeymoon isn't so fake after all, at least not in the ways that count. Today is our last day in Paris. We'll be heading back to New York first thing tomorrow morning. So we still have one day to get a little crazy. I don't know what to expect when we return to New York—if Liam is going to go back to being the same old Liam or if we're going to keep banging our brains out at home.