Sequel to "Life With Boys". Read that first!
Life as a teenager with a famous football playing dad isn't easy for Raelinn Emerson and her younger brother, Ashton. Raelinn's dad, Ryder Emerson, just got traded to the Denver Bronco's. When the Emerso...
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"Life in California is beautiful." — Oscar Nunez
Song: LA Story by Sammy Adams
We spent the rest of the afternoon with my mom and dads families, and I'm so glad we got to take this trip here. Meeting all of my cousins, including the ones on my moms side, was amazing. There's so many of them, and they're all so nice.
'On my way.' - Gray
I smile at the text from Grayson, excited to see him. I look up and see my uncles Carter and Tyler smirking at me. "What?"
"What's got you so smiley?" Tyler teases.
"My friends is coming to get me."
"The friend who dropped you off?" Carter adds.
"Yes. That friend." I laugh.
"Do we get to meet him?" Randy asks, walking over to us.
"Uh, hell no. You'll scare him off." They all roll their eyes. "Gotta go."
"Go where?" My mom asks, being pulled into Tyler's side, making her laugh. She told me her and Tyler were always super close when she was younger.
"Grayson is picking me up."
"Okay. Have fun, sweetie." I smile and walk away from the group.
I walk through the house, saying goodbye to everyone, then step outside. Graysons rental car is waiting for me, and he smiles when he sees me walking towards him. I climb into the Jeep, and smile at him.
"Where to?" He asks, pulling out of the driveway, and through the gate.
"Uh. I don't really know." I laugh, feeling extremely nervous.
"Are you okay?" He glances at me, as we drive down the road.
"Yeah. Of course." My voice is higher than normal, making it obvious I'm lying.
"You're lying." He states, looking over at me again. He pulls into an empty parking lot, and shuts the Jeep off. "What's going on? What's got you so nervous and fidgety?"
"I guess we're doing this here then." I mutter, but I know he heard me.
"Doing what? Rae, you're worrying me." He leans forward, and reaches out, caressing my cheek.
