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~Asteria's POV~

I exited the shower and got myself a towel, hearing Luke's footsteps following me. He smacked my ass as I grabbed another towel for him and I couldn't help but to giggle, flinching away as I threw his towel at him.

There was a big grin on his face as he wrapped the white towel around his hips, shaking his head. "You're leaving tomorrow." He mentioned as I dried myself off, causing me to look over and nod. "Yeah. But I'll be back." I smiled. His face seemed to sparkle with happiness at that reminder. "You want me to help you pack your stuff?" He asked, watching me while I grabbed my bra and panties, pulling them on. I hummed and looked up at him, thinking it over. "Don't you think it'd be better for you to help Cece, though? She's your sister." I said, cocking my head to the side. He snorted and shrugged his shoulders. "It's not like it matters, Star. She's not even awake. You and I could pack your stuff together and be done packing by the time she wakes up. I'd have time to help the both of you pack." He pointed out, leaning against the bathroom sink as he sent me a smile.

A soft hum left my lips as I grabbed my black yoga pants, pulling them up until they sat around my waist. Then, I grabbed my gray cropped sweater and pulled it over my head, finding that it only reached just below my breasts. It seemed it was much shorter than I thought it was, but I didn't mind much. Luke had seen every part of me already.

"I suppose that would be okay." I smiled, peering up at him as I plugged in my hair dryer. He smiled and grabbed his clothes off of the bathroom floor, squeezing my butt as he walked passed me. I heard him leave my bedroom and leave the bedroom door open, heading over to his own room to get dressed. While he was gone, I blow dried my hair and then brushed it out, my bangs falling over my forehead. Not feeling like doing my makeup today, I left my face bare and then left my bathroom with my dirty clothes in hand, putting them in the basket outside my bathroom door. I'd need to wash my clothes while Luke and I packed my stuff up, so I went ahead and carried the basket into the bathroom, starting the laundry.

Then, I returned to my room and found that Luke was already waiting for me there, laying in my bed while he stared up at the ceiling. He'd changed into his clothes and was now wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top, wanting to be comfortable. Like always, he looked good.

"Hi." I greeted him, causing him to turn his head to look at me as a smile rose on his full lips. "There you are." He smiled, sitting up while I approached him. "I was just starting my dirty clothes in the washer." I explained, grabbing him by his hand and pulling him off of the bed. I led him into the closet, where I had my bags and my clothes at, pulling the bags out and opening them. "This one is for the clothes in here." I said to him, pointing to the bag on the left. "And this one is for the clothes in the dresser." I finished, and he nodded his head. "Yes, ma'am." He teased, giving me a playful wink.

Rolling my eyes at him, I turned away and yet still couldn't help but to giggle as I began to take some of my clothes down to fold them up, putting them in the left bag. Luckily, Luke and I ended up packing my clothes up in the closet within maybe an hour or so. I'd brought quite a lot of clothes and shoes.

When he and I finished packing up my stuff from the closet, I grabbed my second bag and led him out of the closet and towards the dresser. He and I began to pack my pajamas up first, most of which were just oversized t-shirts that I liked to wear to bed. They were comfortable. Things were going smoothly until Luke opened the top drawer on the right and a dirty grin formed on his face. I didn't even have to ask to know that he was looking at my panty drawer. "Luke! What are you doing?" I sighed, rolling my eyes in exasperation. His eyes darted over to me as he grinned widely and wiggled his brows playfully. "Taking a look at my girl's panties. You know, I'm a little hurt that I haven't seen you in any of these thongs when you have so many of them packed in here." He said, raising a brow at me as he pouted.

I scowled as he picked up a bright pink lacy thong and stretched it, a dirty smile on his lips. "This one is sexy." He teased. I snatched my panties and glared at him. "You'd think you'd never seen a pair of panties in your life, on or off a woman." I huffed, putting the panties in my suitcase.

Luke laughed and began to help me pack my underwear into my suitcase, grinning as he looked at me. "Well, both of us know that that's definitely not true. I've seen both ways plenty of times." He chuckled, closing the drawer when it was empty. Next, he opened the bra drawer and began to help me pack those into my suitcase as well. I couldn't help but to be a little surprised that he wasn't as stupid with my bras as he'd been with my panties. Things just settled into a comfortable silence between us.

However, he suddenly broke it. "You told me the first time we were together that you only had sex once." He mentioned, closing the now empty drawer. I paused and looked over at him, lightly nodding my head. "Yeah, that was true." I affirmed, shrugging my shoulders. "Who took your virginity, then?" He asked, eyeing me closely.

"It was my ex boyfriend, Chase. He took my virginity on the day of my seventeenth birthday." I answered, looking up at him. "So, if he was your boyfriend, why'd you only have sex once?" He asked. I closed my suitcase and stood up, sighing deeply. "Because Chase was an asshole." I said gruffly, scowling at the thought of him. A soft chuckle left his lips as he stood up, curiosity in the depths of his blue eyes. "What'd he do?" He asked.

"Well," I began, sighing. "It was nighttime when I gave him my virginity. I'd gotten a new set of pretty lingerie the day before, done my hair and my makeup for him. I wanted him to think I was sexy and experienced even though I wasn't at all, and he knew that. Anyways, so I'd gotten all fancied up and we ended up having sex in my bed." I began, glaring at the floor as the memory played through my head.

"And then after he came, he got out of bed and started getting dressed. Obviously, I didn't understand. I'd just given him the biggest thing a girl can to a guy and he was getting ready to leave immediately after. When I asked him what he was doing and why he was leaving, he came clean. He told me he didn't love me. Said he fell in love with some other girl, who he'd been cheating on me with while we were together. He broke up with me and then he left, and that was that." I recalled, frowning to myself. Some part of me still absolutely hated Chase for doing that to me. He'd had the nerve to take my virginity and then break my heart right after, on my fucking birthday.

"The funny thing is she found out he had had a girlfriend and dumped him. She hadn't even known about me until Cece went over to his house and the girl answered, asking who she was, and Cece freaked out on her and him. Her name was Rebekah. She was actually pretty nice." I said, a small smile rising on my lips. She'd come to talk to me once after she'd talked to Cece the day she went to give Chase a piece of her mind, and ended up coming to my house to talk to me. Her and I had sat in my living room for hours together, and she'd apologized countless times for what had happened. She truly had no idea that he was dating anyone.

When I looked up at Luke, I saw the sheer anger on his face, but not towards me. Towards Chase. He looked infuriated. "You don't have to be mad." I smiled, pushing up onto my toes to wrap him in a hug. He buried his head into my neck and inhaled, relaxing against my body. "I can't help it. I'm mad that he did that to you." He muttered, frowning. I just smiled and shook my head, peering up at him. "It's okay. At least I have you now." I said, causing him to huff.

"You're damn right," He muttered, hugging me closer. "And I'm gonna treat you like a queen."