Berkley Felt, Jackson Felt's sister, is 16. The two live with their parents and move to LA where their friends are. Life is going great, and even better when Berkley meets Payton Moormeier...
I laugh as Annie grabbed another bag of chips. Her tiny body tried reaching over the cart, but her arms were too short.
I glanced at Payton who was trying not to laugh. When we made eye contact we both bursted into laughter.
"What?" Annie whined. She was clearly mad that she couldn't grab a bag of popcorn.
As if we didn't have enough popcorn at home.
"I'm sorry, but watching you struggle is funny." I admitted, finally calming down.
Payton grabs the bag for her and sets it in her lap. She squeals with happiness.
My focus was no longer on Annie, it was on Sam. Something about him drew me in.
He's tall with this brown beach boy hair cut. His eyes are like the ocean, and his smile makes me want to melt into a puddle. His arms are muscular and very attractive.
God only knows what's under his shirt.
"Berk?" Payton waved his have in front of my eyes, blocking me from seeing Sam. Luckily he was down a the aisle laughing with Chase and Jackson.
