Page 57 of Forever After All
I open the window and listen to the whir as it rolls down.
"Love you too," she says and turns her back on me to walk away, making a beeline for her apartment door.
"Love watching you leave, princess. Don't stay mad for too long." I admire the curve of her ass as her hips sway when shewalks. Without looking behind her, she sticks her middle finger in the air, high enough for me to see. She might be angry at me, but she can't hide the giant grin that I saw in the reflection of the glass in her apartment building door.
I make sure that she is safely inside and turn the keys in the ignition as it comes to life with a throaty rumble, before pulling away to drive myself home.
Alice: Just got home.
Autumn: Welcome back to the US.
Alice: Missed you both.
Alice: Oh, by the way
Alice: I'm in love with your husband's brother.
Sawyer: Ew, what's wrong with you? He's a dumbass.
Me: Alright, stalker.
Autumn: I think I prefer secret admirer.
Sawyer: Nothing secret about it, baby.
Alice: Get a room.
Me: *vomit emoji*
Autumn: You know that we alllll knew before you did, right?
Alice: Knew what?
Autumn: That you were going to end up together.
Alice: Could have told us that. Would have saved time.
Autumn: Where is the fun in that?
Me: In bed now. Stop messaging. Beauty sleep to catch up on.
Sawyer: It would take more than sleep to help that.
Chapter 29
Alice
Still fighting jet lag, I fall into my seat next to Brenna.
"Welcome back, hon, I missed you." She beams at me, and I can't help but return her smile.
"I missed you too," I say genuinely, but offer nothing else. All I can think about is caffeine and crawling into my bed in approximately nine hours. After averyshort trip to the UK, I’m back at work on a Monday morning, like nothing ever happened. My body didn't have long enough to catch up to the different time zones.
Brenna bites her lip a little, like she is scared to break the silence. "Well…did you spit on his grave like I told you?" Brenna was incredibly serious about that and I can't help the laugh that makes its way out of my mouth.
"Didn't seem appropriate in front of his parents." I continue laughing, almost maniacal.
"Yeah, that seems completely fair." She nods in agreement andstarts to laugh herself. "I need coffee, and judging by the bags under your eyes, I would say you do too?" The last bit is phrased like a question.
