She wanted to test a theory. He wanted to win a bet. What could possibly go wrong?
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Why was this shit so much easier in the books?!
The Macy Anderson in me would spit out the alternatives to every c...
*Author's Note: I have another important character for you all to meet, so without further ado, here's Ace Rivers's infamous little sister:
Riley Rivers - 16 years old
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Thoughts?
Stay blessed! :)*
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For the longest, I thought that this would forever be one of those 'I found my mister and now I gained a sister' moments that the three of us would look back on and laugh at someday...but how the fuck was I supposed to know that I'd lose my 'mister' before the 'sister' part ever even became official?
Nevertheless, here's the second memory that I'll cherish for as long as I shall live...
~Flashback Continued~
~Friday, June 23, 2017 - Meeting Riley Rivers~
"You nervous?" Ace smirks at me as he intertwines our fingers before placing both of our hands on the stick shift.
"Do I have a reason to be?" I grimace, hoping that's not the case. If Riley's and Ace's relationship is anything like mine and Luca's -and from what I've heard, it most definitely is- then of course I've been wondering how this weekend is going to go.
"Well, given that she's been dying to meet the girl who's -and I quote- turned her brother into a pussy-whipped lover boy, I'd say not at all." Smirking, I shake my head as I look back out to interstate US-101. That smirk, however, turns into a full-blown smile when Ace lifts our hands to kiss my knuckles. "Don't sweat it," he then tells me, stealing a quick glance at me before focusing back on the road. "She's going to love you, baby. How can she not?"
"You're just saying that in hopes of getting laid tonight," I knowingly counter with a chuckle. I've come to know my horny asshole like the back of my hand, but I know the feeling is mutual because he wastes no second responding with,
"And you're just saying that to hide the fact that you've secretly been dying for me to pull over and fuck you into oblivion in the back seat of my car."
"Whatever," I mutter as he chuckles, knowing he's low-key caught me. But can't a girl catch a break? My period is scheduled to pour in this coming week, and no way in hell is anything sticking inside of me while I feel like my insides are being sawed in half...Ace knows better not to insinuate anything during that time of month when I'm nearly bleeding to death.
"If we weren't on such a time crunch, you know I would," he teases, and I don't have to look at him to know that he's smirking again.
"Not listening," I singsong, sticking my nose up in defiance.
"But that's what all of next weekend is for," he continues, hinting at the little getaway we've planned before he goes off to New York to start his new internship while I go back home to do the same.
