for me to move, she ran right into me, forcing us against my bed. Her shrieks of laughter mirrored my own as I pushed her off of me and myself up off the bed.
Okay, that was a lie she could totally tackle me. The door, though? Not so much.
“Nice entrance, now get out,” I spoke, pointing towards the door.
“NO! We ordered pizza and I bought that movie with Scott Eastwood in it that you have been ranting and raving about non-stop.” Taylor scowled.
“ The Longest Ride ?” I corrected her with the actual name of the movie.
The look of anger on her face told me she didn’t have time for me to be correcting her, but I didn’t care because this was the kind of stuff I had missed between us over the last three years.
“The one with the hot as fuck guy wearing a cowboy hat, riding bulls and shit.“ She quoted my exact words from a conversation we had months ago.
“Hey, that was before I knew what the movie was called, nut job!!!” I yelled loudly with a smile on my face. She stuck her tongue out at me and laughed as she ran from the room.
“Hurry up, or I’ll eat all the pizza,” she shot back as she headed upstairs. I changed from my jean shorts to a pair of joggers, knowing damn well she would eat all the pizza if I didn’t hurry up. My heart was pounding in my chest, the beats getting louder as I took each step upstairs.
My confession to my mom had cleared my head, but now… now I needed to confess my feelings to Chase. I needed to spill my guts and lay it all out on the line. As I passed the kitchen and headed down the hall, my stomach did a flip. I could hear all three of them throwing insults back and forth at each other as I made way towards the media room. I gripped the door handle tightly second-guessing if I should even go in.
“Jesus, Taylor what is that? Slice number three?” I could hear Chance teasing Taylor, so I decided to walk in.
“Pizza and I have a dedicated relationship, asshole. One that I take very seriously.” She smirked, licking the grease from her fingers. They were all sitting on the floor with two pizza boxes open. Ten movie theater chairs were in front of me and as I maneuvered myself down the aisle I could feel everyone’s eyes on me.
“Stop staring at me,” I said nervously, as I popped a squat on the ground next to Taylor. I forced myself not to look at Chase, I mean it was bad enough his smell was surrounding me, causing my mouth to water.
“Conceited much?” Taylor taunted with a hint of laughter as she handed me a slice of pizza. I gobbled it down, my stomach growling for more before I had even finished the first piece. Eventually, I got the courage to meet Chase’s stare and had I not been sitting on the floor I probably would’ve doubled over.
He looked like a God, only less angel-like. He smirked at me, causing an eruption of butterflies to flutter through my stomach. I could hear the blood in my ears pumping, and I saw nothing but him.
“Taylor was telling us stories about your parents working together.” Chance’s deep voice met my ears, and I forced my eyes away from Chase’s hypnotizing ones.
“Yeah. Between the Mafia, the FBI, and all the other ruthless shit our parents had to do, I’m surprised we made it this far.” It was the truth. Living the life they lived, I was surprised they wanted kids. It was a dangerous lifestyle to bring children up in.
“Our parents love stories were right out of a romance novel,” Taylor sighed before taking another bite, and I laughed as Chance all but rolled his eyes out of his head. He wasn’t much of a believer for the bullshit she was spewing apparently.
“More like romantic suspense with blood and gore,” Chase commented, drifting my attention back to him.
Chance slapped him on the back, “You would know, wouldn’t you? I remember you reading mom’s romance novels she kept in the house.” I watched as the blood drained from Chase’s face and a growl left his full lips while Taylor and
Okay, that was a lie she could totally tackle me. The door, though? Not so much.
“Nice entrance, now get out,” I spoke, pointing towards the door.
“NO! We ordered pizza and I bought that movie with Scott Eastwood in it that you have been ranting and raving about non-stop.” Taylor scowled.
“ The Longest Ride ?” I corrected her with the actual name of the movie.
The look of anger on her face told me she didn’t have time for me to be correcting her, but I didn’t care because this was the kind of stuff I had missed between us over the last three years.
“The one with the hot as fuck guy wearing a cowboy hat, riding bulls and shit.“ She quoted my exact words from a conversation we had months ago.
“Hey, that was before I knew what the movie was called, nut job!!!” I yelled loudly with a smile on my face. She stuck her tongue out at me and laughed as she ran from the room.
“Hurry up, or I’ll eat all the pizza,” she shot back as she headed upstairs. I changed from my jean shorts to a pair of joggers, knowing damn well she would eat all the pizza if I didn’t hurry up. My heart was pounding in my chest, the beats getting louder as I took each step upstairs.
My confession to my mom had cleared my head, but now… now I needed to confess my feelings to Chase. I needed to spill my guts and lay it all out on the line. As I passed the kitchen and headed down the hall, my stomach did a flip. I could hear all three of them throwing insults back and forth at each other as I made way towards the media room. I gripped the door handle tightly second-guessing if I should even go in.
“Jesus, Taylor what is that? Slice number three?” I could hear Chance teasing Taylor, so I decided to walk in.
“Pizza and I have a dedicated relationship, asshole. One that I take very seriously.” She smirked, licking the grease from her fingers. They were all sitting on the floor with two pizza boxes open. Ten movie theater chairs were in front of me and as I maneuvered myself down the aisle I could feel everyone’s eyes on me.
“Stop staring at me,” I said nervously, as I popped a squat on the ground next to Taylor. I forced myself not to look at Chase, I mean it was bad enough his smell was surrounding me, causing my mouth to water.
“Conceited much?” Taylor taunted with a hint of laughter as she handed me a slice of pizza. I gobbled it down, my stomach growling for more before I had even finished the first piece. Eventually, I got the courage to meet Chase’s stare and had I not been sitting on the floor I probably would’ve doubled over.
He looked like a God, only less angel-like. He smirked at me, causing an eruption of butterflies to flutter through my stomach. I could hear the blood in my ears pumping, and I saw nothing but him.
“Taylor was telling us stories about your parents working together.” Chance’s deep voice met my ears, and I forced my eyes away from Chase’s hypnotizing ones.
“Yeah. Between the Mafia, the FBI, and all the other ruthless shit our parents had to do, I’m surprised we made it this far.” It was the truth. Living the life they lived, I was surprised they wanted kids. It was a dangerous lifestyle to bring children up in.
“Our parents love stories were right out of a romance novel,” Taylor sighed before taking another bite, and I laughed as Chance all but rolled his eyes out of his head. He wasn’t much of a believer for the bullshit she was spewing apparently.
“More like romantic suspense with blood and gore,” Chase commented, drifting my attention back to him.
Chance slapped him on the back, “You would know, wouldn’t you? I remember you reading mom’s romance novels she kept in the house.” I watched as the blood drained from Chase’s face and a growl left his full lips while Taylor and
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