Chapter 3

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*Anya's POV*

"We really know how to throw rager BBQ parties." Blake said as we all stared at the now clean house. I was drunk, so I didn't really do a whole lot of the cleaning but I was proud of the boys who did. I laid back in the hammock, watching them admire their work. The boys were so proud. I rolled out of the hammock and sauntered over to them.

"Well, thank you guys so much for this rager." I said nudging Blake in the side. He pulled me in for a side hug. We all made our way inside the house.

"I think you've had a lot of excitement for one day, maybe you're ready for bed?" Flynn asked.

"Are you guys trying to get rid of me?" I asked all of them with a smile.

"No! Of course not!" Tyler said putting his hands up.

"I'm just messing with you guys, and I, uh, don't know if Jordan is coming back here tonight, but I would rather not see him." I said. I looked down, remembering what happened with him tonight.

"I'll walk you upstairs, those glasses of wine really got to you." Blake said holding his arm out to chaperone me.

"And whiskey," I added with a giggle and struggled to take off my heels. Blake sat me down on the staircase and unbuckled the shoes and grabbed them before helping me up. He linked his arm with mine and helped me up the stairs. I looked back behind me and watched Mason and three attractive boys watching as Blake helped me walk.

"Goodnight Anya!" They all yelled up the stairs.

"Goodnight my boys!" I yelled back before giggling and blowing them all kisses and waving.

*****

I rolled over and looked at the clock. It was noon and I let out a big yawn before stretching. I had a date with Isaiah and Nova for lunch and a date with Mikey tonight. I walked into my closet and picked out a light blue denim button down shirt, a pair of tight fitting skinny jeans, and a pair of leopard print flats. I changed into my clothes and went to my bathroom to brush my teeth and put a braid in my hair. I put all my makeup on and made sure it looked good. I grabbed my purse and my phone and my sunglasses and headed downstairs. Everyone was gathered in the kitchen and at the kitchen island. Dad was flipping pancakes and eggs, Mason was stirring the hash browns, and Owen, Blake, Flynn, and Tyler were sitting at the island. They were all laughing and messing around with each other. I walked into the kitchen and set my purse down on the floor.

"Ow! Ow!" Flynn yelled while whistling. I held up my hands and turned so they could see the whole outfit.

"Who are you going on a date with?" Blake asked smirking.

"My neice, she's a real cutie," I said grabbing a strawberry from the bowl of washed fruit.

"You missed Kyle again, he was here twenty minutes ago." Tyler said.

"How come nobody came to get me, I want to meet all your friends," I said and took a seat in between Flynn and Tyler.

"I didn't want to wake you up. You were drinking last night, I wasn't sure if you were hungover." Blake said. I nodded in approval. We had our issues to work out, but at least Blake was being respectful.

"Jordan didn't come home last night did he?" I asked. They all looked at each other before shaking their heads slowly. I nodded. I took Blake's cup of orange juice and chugged it down.

"Hey! That was mine!" Blake yelled.

"Sorry, my bad," I said smirking.

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