Goodbye Graceful (Ronnie Radke love story, 3rd book in The Drug In Me series )

93. Lux

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After Mae and August got married, they went on their honeymoon, a month long trip around Europe.

My parents had tried talking to me, but I quickly retreated to Ronnie, who graciously drove me back to my apartment.

It took a few days, and we ended up spending a few nights in hotels, acting as if we were on honeymoon too.

I'll never get tired of him, his arms around me, his lips on mine.

Especially after spending so much time together driving back, it seemed that all the bad blood was put behind us, only coming out in healthy doses during the night if we were feeling particularly rough.

I was so grateful that everything had come and gone, because I had missed Ronnie so fucking much, it hurt.

And now, I had him back in my life, and I was never letting him out of it again. No matter what, I would always make sure that he would stay in my life.

Even if we {he} ended up dating other people, I would accept being friends, because I needed him in my life, no matter how little or large. Whatever made him happy, I would be fine with.

Fortunately, he hadn't seemed to find anyone else, and we continued on with our non-specific relationship. Sometimes we would go on dates, sometimes we would hang out with the others, many times we would hang out with just the two of us. Whether it was a day thing, or a weekend thing, we never seemed to get irritated at each others company.

I was so happy to know that he cared for me like I cared for him, even if maybe it wasn't as intense for him as it was for me.

One weekend, Ronnie took me up to the beach cabin, and we would swim together, lay in the sun, and enjoy each other immensely.

He would watch me surf, and I ended up being a lot better than I remembered. I still wasn't good, but decent was good enough for me.

We even had the pleasure of running into the surfer buffoons, and they almost made the mistake of coming over to hit on me again, before they saw the impressively large, heavily tattooed man that I was with.

Turns out that Ronnie guy was real. Who would've known?

It was great to see their faces after catching me making out with Ronnie. They retreated away like little kids after getting caught trying to take some of the dessert before a party, all downcast eyes and slouching shoulders.

All in all, it was a really nice, peaceful getaway.

When I got back, I was immensely surprised and pleased to see the substantial ring on Luna's hand.

I was then faux angry at her for waiting until I got back to tell me that Max had proposed.

Everything was falling into place so nicely, and I didn't let myself get caught up in worrying about it falling apart again.

I was done with that kind of living. I wasn't going to worry about the future, the unknown, the potential destruction. I was going to focus on the now, because the now was spectacular.

The now was Ronnie's arms around me during some nights.

The now was Leah coming into my bed at nights to cuddle me.

The now was Esha's eloquent teasing and uncanny advice.

The now was Luna's sexual innuendos and playful jabs.

The now was Mae stopping by to have me try her latest concoction of food before she made it for August, as I was the flight test.

The now was August calling me randomly to ask me how I was, and then asking for help with gifts for Mae.

The now was watching a movie with Ronnie, and Charlie and Lester fighting over who got to sit in our laps.

Yes, the now was spectacular.