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More Prom.

The town car pulled up to the banquet hall. The theme was Hollywood, so a red carpet greeted Tara and Graham. They exited the car and walked up the path.

Inside, Tara instantly saw her group of friends.

"Oh my gosh, you look stunning." Justine half screamed when Tara reached them. She wore a black dress with blood red heels. Her date, Chris, wore a black tux with a red tie.

"Thanks." Tara felt slightly shy.

"Here you go." Graham was already handing her a virgin strawberry daiquiri.

Justine smiled at Graham. "See, I told you to ask one of your brothers."

A few minutes later, they all entered the ballroom. Tara and Justine choose a table near the dance floor. Their group included the four of them, Steve, Jennifer, Austin, and Emily.

It was going to be a night filled with fun, friends, dancing and making memories.

Tara's night was almost ruined when she saw Dominick. "He still came and brought Stacy, the biggest slut in the school."

Trinity!" Graham was horrified at her choice of words.

"What? Even Catholic schools have them."

Graham pulled her onto the dance floor. "Stop it. This night is not about him. It's about you and making good memories as you close this chapter of your life."

Tara looked up at him, slowly a smile appeared on her face. He always knew what to say so she wouldn't cause a scene. He always knew how to protect others from her.

The rest of the night was magical. The prom king and queen were named. Tara cheered loudly when Chris was crowned king. She would have cheered for anyone as long as Dominick lost. Then it was on to prom queen. Tara had put her name down but at this point it didn't matter if she won. Her name wasn't called, Justine got the crown.

Prom night ended much sooner than they wanted and the limo was waiting to take them to the beach house. Tara was fighting sleep on the ride up but as soon as she got out of the car, the sea air suddenly made her feel refreshed. She had always loved the sea.

The large group sat around a bonfire, roasting marshmallows then the singing started. Eventually it was time to go back to the house and go to bed. Though not many of them would actually be sleeping in their beds.

Tara then realized she would end up sharing a room and probably a bed with Graham. She felt slightly uneasy and worried.

"You change here; I'll go to the bathroom down the hall." Graham didn't seem bothered. Nothing ever bothered Graham.

She had brought a pair of light capris and a tank top to sleep in, nothing crazy or sexy, just her normal pajamas.

Five minutes later, Graham returned. He was wearing a pair of plaid lounge pants. And his shirt…

"Really?" Tara tried not to sound amused.

"What?" Graham looked down at his shirt. 'Someone who loves me went to Ireland and all I got was this bloody shirt.' "I happen to like this shirt. You tired?"

"No." Tara lied.

"Good." Graham pulled his laptop of out his duffle bag. "Catch." He tossed a box to her.

Tara caught it. "Universal Classic Monster collection."

"You said you never saw any of them. What do you want to start with? Frankenstein? Dracula?"

She was having trouble understanding what was happening here. "I'm going to spend my prom night watching monster movies with you?"

"Yes. I said I was going to make this night memorable for you." Graham told her with a twinkle in his eyes.

Tara smiled back, this was so not traditional, but who said she was traditional? She looked over the list on the back of the box. "The Creature from The Black Lagoon."

"Of course you would pick the one about water." He commented before firing up the laptop. They settled on the bed, keeping a tiny distance between them. "I'm here if you get scared."

"Seriously? I should be telling you that." Tara laughed.

"True, you're the brave one, Trinity."

They made it through that movie, The Invisible Man and half of The Wolf Man when Tara's head fell on Graham's shoulder. He slid off the bed, tucked her in and kissed her forehead. Then he pulled a sleeping bag from his bag. Those good form speeches from the Jones finally sunk in.

Graham woke up hours later, the sun was shining into the room. He yawned and looked around. That's when he saw that Tara's arm had slipped from the bed and her hand was near his shoulder.

He grinned and quietly left the room. No one else was awake yet. So he showered in peace. Graham got dressed and began to make breakfast for everyone.

Pancakes were the best choice and the beach house was fully shocked and had the toppings.

He was just taking the second batch off the griddle when Justine entered the kitchen, hair sticking up in every direction. "Graham, you are seriously a lifesaver!"

"Worked up an appetite."

"Maybe."

"Did you two use protection?"

"Graham!" Justine could not believe she was just asked that.

Her shocked tone of voice did nothing to stop him. "As the adult in the house, it's my job to ask. I'm just looking out for you."

Justine knew that. She had known Graham just as long as Tara had. Their group of friends had two older protective brothers, Liam and Graham. "Yes, we used protection." She huffed than looked at him shyly. "I heard noise, noises from the room you were sharing with Tara…"

"Who would have thought a movie from the fifties could be as scary as movie made now?" Tara walked into the kitchen.

"Just made your favorite, blueberry pancakes." Graham motioned to the platter.

"You know me so well." She grinned before sitting down. Justine was giving her a bewildered look. "We watched classic monster movies last night. Maybe we all should watch Dracula tonight.

A few days later, the kids were packing up their things to go back home. Justine was able to corner Tara.

"Please explain to me why you aren't with Graham. He's perfect."

Tara shook her head. "Graham is like another brother. It would be weird not to mention gross."

"You're crazy to pass him over. Whoever he ends up with is a very lucky woman."

"I heard Graham was your prom date. So I know I don't want to know, but how was prom night?" Liam was home for the weekend and his little sister was his first order of business.

"Amazing." She grinned.

"Details?"

"You want details?"

"No… yes…no…"

"Tick tock, make up your mind. Do you want to know or not?"

"Yes." Liam closed his eyes, bracing for the worse.

"Graham and I watched monster movies all night."

His eyes flew open and he stared. "You did what?"

"Watched movies. Hey, at least I have a prom night story I can safely share with my kids. Unlike you." Tara shot back, Liam opened his mouth but nothing came out. "Jessica has a big mouth."

"Yes, she does." Liam didn't mean to say that out loud but he did.

Tara understood instantly. "Oh my god, gross!" She shoved his shoulder.

"What's going on?" Killian walked into the room, one ear bud still in his ear.

"Nothing, the adults are talking." Tara half shouted.

Killian hated being treated as the baby of the family. He needed a quick retort. So he looked around the room before turning to his brother and sister. "Where?" Because he couldn't find any adults.

Tara's reaction was priceless, she was speechless. Liam pointed at Tara, silently laughing.

Finally, she was able to form words. "Laugh it up, he was including you in that."

Sibling moments are cute.

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