Elijah My fucking heart was beating out of my chest. What if she says no? What if she thinks it’s too much, too soon. It is soon. It is a lot. Ah fucking shit what was I even thinking?? No. I want to do this. I’ve wanted to do this since we were eleven years old. I came over to her house to get her to come play. My dad let me ride my bike over since she was a couple miles down the road from us. I always felt so lucky that we were basically neighbors. It meant I got to spend more time with her… just me.. without the guys. Maybe that’s why I always felt like we had just a little… more. A little something extra than what she had with Frankie and Oliver. Her mom called her and she came running down the stairs in a purple flowered dress and barefoot .. her brown hair hanging loose. And I fell utterly in love with her .. right then. I remember that day easily. Because I knew right then I’d marry her one day. We rode our bikes down her driveway and on the road back to my house. I cou
Emery The party was a huge success. At my request … we ate burgers and fries.. grilled by Vincent himself along with Frank Sr. I blew out the candles of a huge birthday cake. And we danced and danced. My shoes long gone ..They showered me with gifts which I told them not to do… Vincent himself went way overboard .. buying me a Hermés leather Togo Birken. I had never in my life even seen one of these. Nor did I own any hand bag remotely that expensive. And I had some really nice fucking bags. I stared at it for fifteen minutes before I was able to even say anything. Then I cried. And hugged him for another fifteen minutes. Some people were leaving .. so the boys decided it was time for their gifts. But they wanted me to come to the barn to open them. It was our special spot… the guys had fixed it up when we were teenagers. We’d spent countless hours out here getting drunk and high and watching movies. It was one of my favorite places in the world. Oliver insisted I open his fir
Elijah. I’d barely made it back from St. John’s in time for Emery’s birthday party. I ran home and changed clothes and drove to my dads like a bat out of hell. I had just gotten out and gone inside when I heard someone say Emery had pulled up. Dammit. I was an absolute nervous wreck. I could only hope things went the way I wanted them to… but you never know. She hung out with Bridge all day today.. so hopefully she didn’t notice my absence. I’d texted her this morning and told her ‘Happy Birthday’ which she responded with a thank you and that was it. Which was why before anything else happened tonight .. she and I were going to have to have a talk. Oliver and Frankie spent the day setting things up for me .. while I was on a plane going to pick up her ring. It turned out perfect. It was exactly what I wanted. And I hope she loved it as much as I did. She stepped out of the car and I felt my insides melting. Holy shit. She looked mouthwatering. She’d gotten extensions in h
Emery Today was December 1st. Not only was it my favorite month of the year, but also my favorite season. And .. my favorite holiday. Not to mention today was my birthday. Since I’d gotten up this morning I’d been stuck in my head thinking about how strange it was that I’d been .. 25 again…. For almost a year. Thinking.back to my previous life and being married to Jasper seemed so far away now. I had finally let it all go .. as much as I could anyway. The pain and betrayal he had put me through.. it was just a distant memory now.. sort of like a dream. I no longer held any hatred toward him, not like I had in the beginning. That’s why I finally told everyone about my nightmares and what had happened to me. I wanted to start this new year as free and untethered as possible. I was still feeling a little weird about Elijah and Caddy. But I couldn’t really be mad at him. He didn’t necessarily do anything wrong — I don’t guess. I just wish he’d handled everything differently. So
Elijah I heard the banging on my door and went to open it. Frankie and Oliver stood on the other side. “Why aren’t you using your key?” I asked them. We all had keys to each others apartments… what’s the use if they’re just gonna bang on my damn door. “I thought it would be fun to aggravate you first thing ..” Frankie said. I rolled my eyes. “Okay fucker - nuts. Are you two pieces of shit ready to go on an adventure?” I asked them. Oliver said “what?” at the exact time Frankie said “fuck no”. “Too bad .. we leave in 20.” I told them.. leaving no room for argument. “May I ask where exactly we’re going?” Frankie said. I grinned. “To see a guy about a ring.” Oliver hated flying. It’s one reason I didn’t tell them exactly where we were going before we left. I knew he’d throw a fit. It always amazes me though .. out of the three of us he probably packs the most muscle. After he was bullied and picked on when we were growing up he made it his mission in life to ‘get buff’ I gu
Elijah After everything that happened at Thanksgiving things had been a little off between Emery and I. I knew I’d upset her by talking to Caddy and hugging her and all that. And after our night at her parents house I tried to apologize to her .. but she didn’t want to talk about it right then. Which I understood. The business was super busy at the moment.. not only did we have a potential rat in our midst but we also had all the day to day stuff to deal with. And now since it’s nearly December we have end of the year paperwork. And that shit is insane. We have to do every single business separately that we own or have stock in or have people working in. And there’s so many of them it’s almost impossible to get it all done. We have to take inventory of every single thing that each business has. We go over logs of sales or income that’s come in from the entire year and see what needs to be improved or changed and then.. we have to prepare for the year ahead. And now the guys