- Riley Matthews -
I laugh my head off at the ridiculous comment Gordon made about his visit to his Grandma's house over the weekend.
"And then she takes the tray and flings it around the kitchen; let me tell you that Uncle John doesn't very happy about that."
He often comes back with loads of stories about his Grandma's failed attempts in cooking. She wasn't your typically old lady who bakes you cookie and lasagna, and gives you hot chocolate. Her culinary skills are far from decent, but she never stops giving a recipe another shot.
This time, somehow, her cookies caught on fire and her flailing made it even worse. The only unlucky item was the kitchen table; edges burnt to ashes.
My stomach hurts from all the laughing, "she's amazing."
"You think it looks bad, wait until you taste it. Food will never taste the same again." The silent ticks of the clock goes by.
He stares intently at me. The way his eyes gleam with curiosity and depth is intriguing. He wraps his arms around me, his lips pressed against my forehead. "Sometimes, I don't understand how I ever got so lucky in meeting you, Riley."
"I could say the same."
He tilts my chin up, so I'm facing him, "I mean it, sometimes I wonder what I would be right now if I didn't ask you out that day. So many possibilities could have occurred, and I still wouldn't have meet someone as wonderful and amazing as you."
His words touches me in all the right places, and it is the truth. If our stars didn't align that day, I don't think I'd ever imagine myself here, right now, wrapped in the arms of the school's most popular guy. I might as well be single with my girls; spending weekends alone and having no one to look forward to seeing every morning.
I close my eyes thinking about the one guy on my mind right now; who never fails to make me laugh, whose presence brings me more comfort than anyone else, and stays with me in my best and worst moments.
My eyes flutter open. I am utterly falling heads over heels for Chase Greens.
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