“Well, let’s take you guys upstairs, to one of our spare rooms!” I said, breaking the slightly awkward silence as the five of us stood in the kitchen. We had lead Marcus and Alfie in through the garage, after pulling in they had grabbed their bags and gasped slightly at our cars. I expected them to politely gape at more of our home, as it was a little excessive for a trio of teenagers being the primary house owners. I held my hand out for our guest’s bags fully intending to carry them upstairs; it was pure habit growing up here when it was still a bed and breakfast.
Alfie smirked at me, “I got it.” He said with laughter in his voice. I felt a slight blush rise in my cheeks, and up into my ears, the reddening of my face made Alfie’s smile grow larger.
“Alrighty then, follow us!” Alli said, grabbing my wrist and dragging me with her towards the living room. Sawyer followed behind us, beckoning for the British boys to follow him.
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You Were Mine for The Summer
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