Together

Chapter 7

Everyone left and Brody and I had sex six times and we've been outside since. I put my dress on but I changed my panties.

They all came back for a barbeque and a bonfire, which we set up a firepit out by the water. Brody went tio get food for dinner. We're in the front yard right now and the kids are playing and Courtney is sitting, staring across the street.

"What are you looking at?" I ask.

"Nothing." She says.

I look across the street.

Ah, I see.

The parents are outside and there's a shirtless teenage boy playing basketball in the driveway.

I look at her and waggle my eyebrows.

Her cheeks turn red.

"Shut up." She snaps.

"I'm your big sister. I'm aloud to tease you." I grin.

"Stop." She says.

"I'm gonna go talk to him."

"What?"

"I'll be right back."

"Danielle!"

I know my in-laws have been praying for a good guy for Courtney for a long time.

Everyone looks up from what they're doing.

"What?" I ask, laughing.

"He's too cute for me!" she says.

"Oh, Courtney, stop being so pessimistic!" Mrs. Barker says.

I see the guy look over here, right at Courtney, and then he continues to play basketball.

"Danielle, if you go over there, I'll be so mad at you."

I shrug. "I'll be back."

"Dani! Fucking A!"

I raise my eyebrows.

I've never heard her curse before.

I turn around and go strolling across the street.

The parents smile when I walk up to them.

"Hi." The women says.

"Hi. My names Danielle." I shake her hand.

"I'm Janice Poole."

"I'm Michael Poole." The husband says. I shake his hand. "You seem young." He says.

"I'm twenty four." I say.

"Wow. You're very successful. I'm so glad that your yard looks so nice. The neighborhood looks so wonderful now!"

"Oh, thank you." I smile. "So, we're having a bonfire and a barebeque tonight and I was wondering if you guys wanted to come? You could bring your family." I say.

Janice hesitates, and then nods.

"Hey, Parker, you wanna have a fire and dinner across the street?"

The teenage boy would be so adorable with Courtney.

The kid looks over at us, and then at me, and his eyes flick to Courtney. He hesitates. "Sure."

"Okay, that sounds great. What time should we be over?"

"Oh, whenever you want. We're just waiting for my husband to get home."

The second I say that, he pulls into the driveway. "Actually he's home now." I smile.

"Alright, we'll be over in a little bit." Michael says.