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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"No matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away." — Haruki Murakami
Song: Time by Mikky Ekko
****FOUR YEARS LATER****
"I can't believe you did that," Jessie says through laughter and tears.
"He was being an ass," I respond with a laugh, slumping down onto the couch next to her.
"It was amazing. He was flirting with her hardcore and would not take hints. So she just goes 'my girlfriend is over there, she's not interested in threesomes', and walked away, leaving him stunned," Sarah giggles, way too drunk from our night of partying.
"Damn, why was I in the bathroom then!" Jessie exclaims, then bursts out laughing.
"I'm assuming your quickie with Liam." I smirk, making her blush. I'm back in Denver currently, since I just graduated from college, and took a week off from my job at Vogue magazine to see my family. Sarah did the same, since coincidentally, she's from Denver too.
"Oh hush! If Andrew were here we wouldn't see you," she retorts to me, making me laugh.
"Uh no, we haven't gone there," I tell her, laughing even though it's really not funny, I'm just drunk as hell.
"Bitch, what?! It's been almost two years!" Sarah exclaims, and I glare at her.
"Shut up, hoe. It's 2am," I giggle. "Second, he's waiting for marriage." I shrug.
"Marriage to you?" Jessie questions. I bite my lip, unsure how to answer. Do I see myself marrying him? There's only one guy I ever pictured myself marrying, and we haven't spoken in years.
"I really don't know, honestly." I sigh, the alcohol wearing off as I think of Grayson for the first time in a while.
"Grayson again?" Sarah asks, and I nod.
"Well, Liam is here, since I'm too drunk to drive," Jessie says, looking at her phone.
"He can come in." I shrug, missing my brother from another mother.
A few minutes later, Liam walks into the living room, with Grayson following behind him. My eyes widen, and my stomach drops. Holy shit. His eyes land on me, and he looks shocked too. He whispers something to Liam, and Liam just smirks. I'm guessing he told Grayson I wasn't going to be down here.
