Both Dakota and Curtis were drenched.
Curtis, in a koala hug position, pressed Dakota against the cabinet, pecked her lips twice, then suddenly lifted her and carried her to the bathroom.
Dakota's jacket also fell off halfway.
When they entered the bathroom, they were only wearing thin undershirts, and the warm water from the shower soaked them again.
Entwined, intimate.
Desires escalated.
The sensuality and ambiguity of the Thanksgiving night swirled amidst the white vapor in the bathroom.
Unique seductive flavors, along with Curtis's kisses on her eyebrows, nose, lips, and neck, slowly drew out Dakota's entire soul.
Originally, it was just a warm bath after getting soaked in the rain.
These things weren't supposed to happen here.
But perhaps because the desire had been suppressed for too long, Curtis couldn't wait anymore, kissing Dakota's sexy collarbone with his lips and water droplets.
Then he lifted her whole body,
pressing her against the alternating cold and warm tiles.
……
Rain pounded against the bedroom window.
Countless raindrops fell vertically into the puddles by the roadside, turning the orange-yellow streetlights into moons.
Leaves rustled.
Water lines on the glass windows flowed continuously downward.
……
Dakota began to doubt whether it was Curtis's first time, as he tangled with her from the bathroom to the bed, and then from the bed to the rain-soaked floor-to-ceiling windows.
By the end,
Dakota could only emit weak moans from her throat, even biting Curtis's shoulder in frustration, "Enough…"
"Curtis,"
"I'm tired."
"My throat is sore."
"I want some water."
Curtis coaxed her with a kiss, lifting her to give her some water, "One last time."
"..."
And then her protests were once again silenced.
Until the rain stopped.
This shifts the setting to fit the Thanksgiving context while keeping the imagery of the moon.
……
The people at Moonlit Bay had no idea that the couple had left.
Only one aunt had noticed Curtis leading Dakota out, saying they were going to watch fireworks, but they never came back.
Reagan anxiously called Curtis several times.
No one answered.
Later, Andre reassured his wife, "Alright, don't worry, what could possibly happen to that boy?"
"Who's worried about him getting into trouble!" Reagan chided, "It was raining so hard outside, I was worried about Kota!"
Andre understood his son without saying anything.
Young and passionate.
And this time, when Curtis brought Dakota back, he clearly noticed that their interaction was markedly different from before.
He didn't allow his wife to disturb Curtis anymore.
So Dakota and Curtis slept soundly until the afternoon, waking up to a bright sunny day outside. The sky had been thoroughly washed by the rain, making it exceptionally clear, but there were still some traces of rain on the darkened window frames.
When they woke up, both Dakota's and Curtis's phones were blowing up.
Countless missed calls from Reagan, and the group chat that had been renamed from [First to Date is a Loser] to [Curtis is a Loser] kept blowing up both their phones.
But Curtis didn't bother with them.
He gently held Dakota, brushing her eyelashes, curling her hair, and pecking her lips.
Until Dakota finally woke up from the tickling.
It wasn't the first time she woke up in Curtis's arms, but it was the first time she felt like she was falling apart.
She opened her eyes to see him.
Dakota's first reaction wasn't shyness, but rather resentment. She pushed him away, rolled over to face the other side, and clung to the blanket.
Curtis chuckled, "Are you mad?"
"No," Dakota couldn't admit it.
Curtis's eyes flickered, and he cheekily moved closer to Dakota, "So, did I hurt you?"
"Curtis!" Dakota exploded, "You can't do this anymore!"
She turned back to glare at him, clearly angry, but it made Curtis feel content.
He could only describe her with one word—Seductive
Curtis raised an eyebrow, "Which way?"
"Not so... unrestrained!" Dakota finally said after blushing for a while.
Curtis just laughed, "I'll try."
Dakota ignored him, snuggling deeper into the blanket and turning away, "Then don't bother me, I want to sleep more."
She was indeed exhausted from last night.
But surprisingly, Curtis, who should have been more tired, looked refreshed.
Unable to sleep anymore, he picked up his phone, responding to a few messages and letting Reagan and Andre know they were safe.
Incidentally, he took out the two marriage certificates from the bedside.
And the two wedding rings that had been in the drawer, untouched by either of them.
He slipped the rings onto their fingers, then intertwined his hand with Dakota's, holding the certificates between his thumb and index finger, and snapped a picture.
Then he posted it on social media with a bang.
Curtis: "I'm taken.."
After posting, Curtis put his phone down but then picked it up again to add a comment—
"I love you, Kota."
Almost the entire circle in J City went crazy.
No one expected it.
The two people who everyone thought would never get together suddenly announced their marriage.
This craziness lasted until early winter in J City.
The wedding ceremony was set for next year.
Before that, the Pineda family arranged a formal engagement ceremony to officially announce their marriage to friends and family.
On that day, Dakota walked into the banquet hall arm-in-arm with Curtis, one bright and bold, the other polite and refined.
They went from being known as sworn enemies throughout J City to being recognized as the perfect couple.
Noe still couldn't believe that these two had secretly gotten their marriage certificate.
But seeing how Curtis always kept his hand on Dakota's lower back, protecting her, his gaze almost glued to her, and how their smiles melted hearts when they looked at each other,
Noe was speechless.
When Curtis and Dakota came to their table to toast, Noe glanced at them,
"You guys are such jerks!"
But after admitting it, he added, "Now what should I say, congratulations?"
Curtis's eyebrows raised, "Thanks."
Dakota winked at the three childhood friends and held out her hand, "So, the gift?"
Noe: "..."
Jasiah: "..."
Lailah: "..."
The three of them ultimately gave the newlyweds a generous gift.
Noe followed them, asking, "Hold on, when did all this happen? Who was chasing who? Was it a business deal? Did love come after the wedding? Don't tell me you two had something going on this whole time, did you?"
