I'm so sorry for the super long wait but I was on a final summer trip in New Zealand and then school started and updating wasn't exactly a priority. I hope you all continue to read and review, and please enjoy.
Olivia's POV.
Just a bit more of mascarrraa…Done!
I look in the vanity and give myself the last look over. I had kept my makeup to a minimum with light browns and soft pinks. My blonde locks in a high ponytail that shows off my swan-like neck. The fitted blue and sleeveless, boat neckline dress that reaches only a few inches above the knee, gives me an aura of elegance and shows off my curves without making me slutty. My black, open-toed pumps make my short legs look much longer and sexier adding to the sexy allure. And finally, I add my small diamond studs-a birthday present from my parents before their death.
Grabbing my black clutch I walk out of my bedroom and towards the kitchen for a small breakfast. Sydney is already up and in her usual happy mood, dancing around the kitchen as she fixes her special Hart French toast, a family recipe. As she turns to grab a plate from the counter she notices me coming in and gives a loud wolf-whistle in approval.
'' Look at you, Hart! Sexy gold digger coming through! Watch out Mrs. Grey, she's coming for your baby,'' she laughs.
'' Oh, shut up,'' I glare but can't help let out a giggle at her comments.
'' Here I thought you didn't want to be the stereotypical secretary that wears short skirts and giggles at the boss.''
'' This skirt isn't too short…is it?'' I ask pulling my dress down in self-conscious tugs.
'' I'm just teasing Livy, you look good and virginal. Now come eat some of our famous Hart waffles made by yours truly.''
I take an offered plate of waffles topped with whipped cream, strawberries and peaches, and sprinkled with walnuts on top. The waffles take me to a time where my parents were still alive and every Saturday morning my dad and Uncle James would make the only thing they were able to cook, the famous hart waffles. Those waffles, that appeared ugly and untidy but tasted like heaven in your mouth. Then one Saturday, the tradition stopped.
'' I know I've said this before Livy but still-''
'' I know…but it's not that easy,'' I say giving her a fake smile or what ought to be one.
'' I'm not saying it is Olivia, but they loved you and I know they wouldn't want to see you unhappy.''
I knew she was right, Sydney Alexandra Hart was always right. But no matter how much time has passed, that accident and their death was always in my mind. I can still hear the tires screeching on the wet pavement and the sound of metal hitting metal as the car collided with the truck, and then the silence that followed before the noise of the ambulance and police sounded. I can still hear someone say, '' killed on impact, but she's still breathing.'' I remember the beeping from the machines that helped me live and the prayers from the last of my family. I'll never forget that Saturday.
'' Livy, life gave you a second chance and you have to live it.'' She takes my hand in hers and squeezes it tightly showing me with just that hold that I'm not alone.
'' You're right,'' I whisper. '' It's what they would want…''
X*X*X
'' You are to man the desk at all times,'' Andrea orders with her icy blue eyes set on me. '' I don't care if you have to pee or if you're bleeding to death, you man the desk.''
'' Man the desk, got it,'' I nod.
'' You'll have help, of course. Teddy- I mean Mr. Grey just hired an intern that will be your assistant. Lexi, I think her name is. She will man the desk during your lunch break or at any time you are running an errand, other than that this desk is your responsibility.''
I nod again as she points a perfectly red nail at me, for emphasis. Andrea didn't seem to like me very much but I wouldn't give her the joy of seeing me fail and end up on the street. I mentally take notes of every little detail she gives me and even of how she herself acts while on duty.
'' Morning!'' I hear Mr. Grey greet as he walks out from the elevator followed by his gorilla- I mean Thompson.
I quickly stand up to attention and like yesterday I'm taken by his form. Dressed in a black suit with no tie and two undone buttons he is the epitome of a young CEO. While his face is still slightly bruised he manages to take my breath away.
'' Good morning, Teddy,'' Andrea smiles happily.
'' Andrea, have I told you how ravishing you are?'' He pecks her on the cheek and something in me asks for the same treatment.
'' Every day and just tell me what you want now,'' she smirks up at him.
'' That gala…''
'' You have to go,'' she replies quickly moving to sit back in her chair.
Gala?
'' I don't want to,'' he whines and I can't help but smile at his adorable nature.
'' This gala is very important. Seattle will pay tribute to the many accomplishments of your company-''
'' Not my company yet,'' he points out.
'' You were born into it. You're going and you're making a speech-''
'' A speech! I suck at speeches-''
'' It'll be written for you,'' she looks up at him for a second before focusing back on her computer screen.
He huffs and pouts, and I try not to think about my dream. I try to ignore his pouty lips and the memory of those lips on my body. The lips that drank in my moans and whimpers, and-
'' Olivia!''
I shake my head from the memories and immediately feel myself blushing under his and Andrea's questioning gaze.
'' I'm sorry,'' I mumble forcing my gaze away from his lips.
'' My office in five and have my tea with you,'' he orders in a very bland voice and without waiting for my response he's walking off towards his office.
He barely looked at me.
'' You heard him, tea!'' Andrea waves me toward the porcelain white kitchenette.
'' Tea,'' I say back going to get the boss his drink and forcing myself to stop the thoughts that are clouding my mind.
Why was he so distant?
Shaking my head like before, I move to make his English tea making sure to leave the bag on the outside. Once the tea is done I load it onto a glass tray, adding a neatly folded napkin on the side. Taking a calming breath I make my way to the master's cave and gently knock on the heavy wooden door.
'' Come in,'' he calls out.
Inhale. Exhale. And open the door.
I carefully set the tray in front of him and stay still under his intense gaze before it moves to the cup of tea. He inspects the hot drink and nods as if in appraisal moving to add only a hint of sugar.
'' As you heard there is a gala about to happen. Its next week, on Saturday and we will be attending. Like I said yesterday as the executive assistant you will attend event after event, and this gala included. I don't like doing speeches so it's your job to write me one and make sure Andrea proofreads it before you hand it to me-''
'' I'm sorry what kind of speech?'' I ask.
'' The gala is to thank my father's contributions to our economy and I was asked to talk about growing up and following in his footsteps, you know the works. Write it but don't make it cheesy and it has to seem like I wrote it.''
Then why don't you write it?
'' Excuse me?'' He asks shocked.
Oh no! I said that out-loud.
'' I'm sorry I didn't-''
'' Careful,'' he warns taking a sip from his tea.
I look down at my hands and mentally slap myself for my stupidity. Why must my big mouth get me into trouble?
'' You'll have to dress accordingly, of course. As a GEH employee you too are the face of the company. Ask Andrea if you need help in the clothing department,'' he tells me looking me straight in the eye.
Is it me or is he avoiding everything but my eyes, especially my breasts.
'' Yes, Mr. Grey,'' I agree.
'' She'll also inform you on who is who, make sure to memorize all the names. Before I forget, in a little over two weeks I'll be heading to New York and you'll be accompanying me. Andrea will give you my schedule for that…''
New York? I'm going to New York with him?
'' I'll be having lunch with my mother today, so I'll need you to stay in the office until I return. I'm sure you already know manning the desk is crucial when it comes to not getting fired?'' He asks with the same distant glance thrown my way.
'' Andrea, mentioned it, sir,'' I reply quietly.
'' Good,'' is all he says continuing to stare at his computer.
'' Mr. Grey?'' I ask shyly.
'' Hmmm…'' he says still not looking at me.
'' Is there anything else I can do for you?''
Why are you acting so distant? You were kind only yesterday, I wanted to say.
'' Your job,'' he replies.
'' Of course, Mr. Grey,'' I whisper moving towards the door.
'' Olivia,'' he calls and immediately, I turn to face his beautiful blue eyes.
'' Yes, Mr. Grey?''
'' Tomorrow, dress a little more…subtle. Distractions are not welcomed at GEH,'' he replies eyeing my outfit up and down.
I feel my face heating up at his unfriendly comment about my appearance and all I can do is simply nod, and give a little, '' yes, sir.''
'' That's all,'' he says returning to his screen.
Quickly, I rush out of his office and try my hardest not to slam the door behind me. I knew I should have gone with the pant suit! Tears of annoyance, anger, and hurt spring in my eyes as I pull at my dress. He probably thought I was trying to impress him or that I looked like a slut with a capital '' S.''
'' Olivia!'' Andrea yells out my name forcing me away from my self-hatred.
'' Coming,'' I call back.
Teddy's POV.
The door shuts behind Olivia and I breathe a sigh of relief. It had been so difficult to avoid looking at her and I was all but ready to combust. I felt that if I looked at her, she would know exactly how I had imagined her in the shower this morning. God, she looked beautiful in that curve-hugging dress and I felt like an ass for telling her not to come dress like that ever again, but if I didn't I wouldn't be responsible for my actions the next time she showed up looking so exquisite. I had to follow dad's advice and put my distance. Yes, she was beautiful but I needed to get a hold of myself! She's my employee and I wouldn't be the stereotypical boss that screws the secretary.
'' Mr. Grey, I have a Nicholas Holden here to see you,'' the bane of my existence sounds through the com.
'' Let him in,'' I reply.
'' Right away, sir,'' she answers plainly and cuts off the communication.
'' Knock, Knock!'' The voice of Nickolas Holden booms through my office only moments after.
'' You're already inside, why are you knocking?'' I arch my brow.
'' Well, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed,'' he teases taking a seat in front of me.
'' Please, sit down,'' I half-glare at him.
'' Don't mind if I do. So how's my future brother-in-law?'' He smiles his goofy smile at me.
'' Nicholas, for the last time, you aren't my future brother-in-law!'' I tell him as though he were a child.
For three years he has been after my sister and for the same three years, she has been completely oblivious. Phoebe doesn't even know his name, most likely, but that hasn't stopped his pursuit.
'' One day I will be, Ted, you just wait and see,'' he replies smiling at Phoebe's picture.
'' Nick, because deep down I do like you I am telling you this, let it go.''
'' Let go of what?'' He pretends to be ignorant.
'' Phoebe, doesn't know you exist Nick,'' I huff.
'' The best romances start like that,'' he replies. '' Look Ted, this isn't just some crush-''
'' I know it isn't Nick and that's why I want you to move on. Phoebe, she's my sister and I love her, but she's not the type of girl you need-''
'' Why?'' He glares in his- I'm a lawyer and win every time-look.
'' Gosh, I don't know Nick, maybe because you're a damn lawyer that has his head on his shoulders! Phoebe still thinks unicorns are real and that my dad has a money tree in the backyard.''
'' Hey, unicorns could be real! For her I'd have the world searching for one.''
I roll my eyes at his childishness and feel another headache making its way. '' She's-''
'' Perfect. Nothing you say will make me think otherwise, Ted.''
'' Nick, listen-''
'' No, you listen. I'm Nickolas Alexander Holden, lawyer and partner of GEH. I come from a good family with amazing values and morals-''
'' That's not the point Nicholas!''
'' I don't care what you say Theodore-''
'' Fine, you know what? Keep crushing on Phebes and don't come crying to me when the little 'angel' stomps on your dreams.''
'' Don't put that in your best man speech,'' he says bitterly.
'' Nick, I'm sorry. I don't mean to come out as rude but I know my sister, and I know you too. You have to know that what you want…It might not work out the way you're hoping for it to.''
'' I know. I know it might not work out like some fairytale but if I don't try for it, then-'' He runs his finger over Phoebe's picture and then turns to me. '' A man that doesn't fight for what he wants, gets what he deserves.''
His words make my walls slip, but only a little. Nickolas makes me want to have that hope. The hope of believing in love and fighting for it. In the three years I had known him I knew he never gave up. There was a reason dad made him our company's head lawyer at only 30 and even a part of our board.
'' Besides Ted, with these looks,'' he combs his sleek black hair back in mock-playfulness.
'' Who can say no,'' I finish for him.
'' Got that right,'' he laughs happily.
'' She's my sister, though,'' I glare at him in my overly-protective brother mode.
'' I wouldn't hurt a single hair on Phoebe's head.''
'' Of course you won't or else you'll be suffering a fate worse than death,'' I smile.
'' I have a sister too. I know the drill,'' he puts his hands up in mock surrender.
'' Your sister is dating the shyest guy in the world. I'm astonished when I see those holding hands in public.''
'' That's because I let him have it when he up and decided to date my sweet little sister.''
'' Well then, just imagine what you said to him only a million times worse coming from me,'' I say sweetly.
'' Got it boss,'' he chuckles.
'' So, is there a reason you came to disrupt my work? I'm sure you didn't come all this way to talk about Phebes, but knowing you…''
'' I needed you to sign some papers and know if you had any plans-''
'' Are you asking me out on a date?'' I laugh.
'' You wish Grey,'' he smirks.
'' As long as you don't want to go golfing I have Saturday free. I have a family dinner on Friday and Sunday brunch with Amanda.''
'' How is lovely Amanda?''
I wave my hand at him in clear motion to move on and let out a '' you don't want to know'' breath.
'' Poor girl. I saw her mom yesterday with some guy that might as well be her son.''
'' I think it's her yoga instructor or something like that,'' I roll my eyes.
'' To each his own,'' he shrugs.
'' I feel bad for Amanda, she's strong but-''
'' Amanda is Amanda. Show her pity and she'll kick your ass to the moon.''
'' I know,'' I reply dejectedly.
'' If you ask me, you two need to stop screwing each other and find some sugar daddies or in your case sugga momma,'' he pretends to be serious.
'' If that's your romantic advice my sister is going to throw you off the Space Needle.''
'' Laugh it up Grey, but you know I'm right.''
I knew he was right. After all, Amanda had given me the same advice but I was just waiting for the right time to listen to them.
'' For a lawyer you give shitty advice,'' I huff.
'' Keep telling yourself that,'' he replies while taking a glance at his watch.
'' Is it finally time for you to stop annoying me?''
'' Unfortunately so. I have a meeting with my firm but I'll take you up on that Saturday offer. How about drinks at W after some gliding?''
'' Sounds like a plan. Late afternoon?'' I ask taking a drink from my tea.
'' Three? I'll meet you on the field,'' he says standing up and taking a file out of his briefcase. '' Last of the documents that put GEH under your name. Sign on the first and last page, and I'll have them notarized next week.''
I take the file from his hold and neatly sign my name on the sheets of paper that announce my rise to the head chair. As I sign the last page I feel that me becoming CEO is more real than ever and now there is no going back. Once all the needed documents were signed and notarized dad would retire and I would deal with the weight of the world on my shoulders.
I hand him the papers back and he gives them the final once over, before securing them in his briefcase. '' You ready?'' He asks and right away I know what he's talking about.
'' To be Master of the Universe?'' I smirk arrogantly.
He arches his dark eyebrow at me and I know I hadn't fooled him. He really was good at his job and reminded me of grandpa Carrick.
'' Ask me later,'' I say twirling my pen around in my hand.
He gives me a small smile and then he's back to his goofball ways. '' You didn't tell me you had a new secretary by the way. She's a looker, where did you find her?''
'' I thought you were licking the floors for my sister,'' I glare at him, but only a bit.
'' I am. Don't worry, I don't plan on stealing away blondie, she's not my type,'' he teases and then wags his brows up and down. '' Though she most definitely is your type.''
'' She's my assistant,'' I shrug.
'' When has that stopped you?''
'' Don't you have a meeting to get to, Nick?''
'' Alright, alright, no need to kick a man out. Say hi to Phoebe for me, won't you?'' He smiles like a small kid and not the thirty year old he's supposed to be.
'' Sure, but I'm not to blame when she says, who?'' I snort.
'' Just say hi for me and I'll woo her after.''
I snort at that and throw him another exasperated smile. '' Good luck with the wooing.''
'' As the great Shakespeare once said, she is a woman, therefore may be woo'd,'' he quotes.
'' That quote is better used for my mom. Phoebe doesn't really like poetry and therefore will not be won,'' I flip the words on him.
'' Then I shall tell her I love her and win her affections by my love,'' he replies dramatically.
'' Then get working on that restraining order,'' I laugh.
'' Laugh it up, buddy. I went to law school I know how to win.''
'' I'll let her know you think she's a case to be solved.'' I tell him as he steps towards the door.
'' Wait and see Grey, just wait and see. By the end of this year we will be madly in love.''
'' You and I? I told you, you aren't my type.''
He throws a glare at me as he opens the door, '' See you on the field Grey and tell your dad I said hi.''
'' He isn't here yet?''
'' Don't think so,'' he tells me and I instantly feel ready to gag as I remember his plans with mom, yesterday.
Gross! Here I am working and they're doing the dirty. Yuck!
'' Late night out with mommy Grey?'' Nick laughs at what I'm sure is disgust all over my face.
'' Out!'' I growl.
'' Be grateful that they still find time for romance,'' he teases.
'' Out or I'll let Phoebe know you're gay.''
'' And I'll take that as my leave. See you later, Grey.''
'' Laters,'' I wave as he closes the door behind his overly-cheery self. Sometimes, I still couldn't believe that was the same guy that was nicknamed the '' piranha'' in court. He was a little too in love with life if you ask me. Maybe he and Phoebe would be good together in that aspect, both wanted to live life at its fullest.
'' Speak of the devil,'' I say to myself, when I hear the annoying ringtone my sister decided was meant for her go off.
'' Teddy Bear!'' She screams before I even have time to greet her.
'' Phebes, do you really have to yell?'' I ask pulling the phone from my ear.
'' Is that any way to greet your baby sissy?'' She asks and I can almost hear her pouting.
'' It is when my baby sissy is planning to burst my eardrums,'' I tease. '' What time is it over there? Shouldn't you be out running the streets?''
'' It's almost eight. I'm having dinner with some model or prince, I don't know which,'' she laughs.
'' Do you even know his name?'' I roll my eyes.
'' Ha. Ha. Ha-''
'' I'll take that as a no,'' I laugh.
'' His name is Pierre,'' she huffs.
'' I'm willing to bet that was the first French name you pulled out of your head.''
'' Not it wasn't!'' she defends herself and then mumbles,'' Olivier was.''
'' So, why are you calling your loving brother instead of getting the poor bastard to propose?''
'' Can't I call to say hello?'' She asks sweetly, a little too sweetly.
'' You're in Monaco with Ava and a black card. Forgive me if I don't think you have time to call me during your travels.''
'' Fine! I need your help.''
'' Knew it. What did you do?'' I ask, patting myself in the back for knowing the kid so well.
'' Nothing!'' She growls.
'' You didn't run anyone over?''
'' No.''
'' Did you get naughty picture of yourself taken?''
'' I wouldn't be alive.''
'' Did you lose the Berkin bag dad got you?''
'' Nope. Are you done guessing?''
'' One more,'' I tell her. '' You're not pregnant are you? I'm too young to be an uncle and I can't help you with dad if you are.''
'' I need dad to give me the key to the chastity belt so I can get pregnant, moron! I'm a virgin with a capital V!'' She whisper yells.
'' Eww! I don't need to know that, but good to know. Do I need to kill a guy for you?''
'' Can I just tell you, already?'' She asks irritated.
'' Let it out,'' I tell her.
'' Ihaveajobinterview,'' she quickly says.
'' I'm sorry, it sounded like you said, you Phoebe Grace Grey have an actual job interview? Correct me if I'm wrong,'' I ask, totally flabbergasted.
'' Laugh it up, buddy. You can forget about the presents I was bringing back for you.''
'' Alright, alright. I'm sorry, but- I'm- wow. Does dad and mom know? Of course they do-''
'' No! They don't know!'' She yells.
'' Wait? What? How does dad not know? He's Christian Grey, expert stalker and control freak.''
'' Which is why I'm calling you for help.''
'' What can I do?''
'' Okay, here goes. So I applied for a job as an assistant-''
'' Assistant? Dad is going to love that! His baby girl an assistant!''
'' Let me finish! Assistant buyer and it pays really well-''
'' Your allowance is enough to buy half of Seattle, Phebesters,'' I let out a chuckle.
'' Can I finish?''
'' Sorry, go on.''
'' Like I was saying, it's a good pay and I wouldn't be starting at the bottom like some other places. If I stick it out a year I can be promoted and Teddy I know I can do it.'' I can't help smile at her wistful voice as she describes the job. I've never seen her this excited for something that didn't include a pink Audi or a shopping spree in Paris.
'' So where is this dream job?'' I ask after she is done giving me even the smallest of details.
'' The Seattle Art Museum,'' she sighs.
I whistle as she names the museum, knowing well that there was even a waiting list for the volunteer jobs. '' And you got the interview without dad's help? I'm impressed.''
'' I pulled some strings and there's nothing the Grey charm can't handle.''
'' So why do you need my help, then?''
'' They're asking for recommendations and I don't think my manicurist counts,'' she jokes.
'' I'll send it to you ASAP,'' I reply.
'' Really? Oh my Manolo Blahnik!'' She yells and I can practically see her jumping up and down. '' I love you so much Theodore! You have no idea!''
'' Bring me back a new tie and we're even sissy,'' I laugh.
'' I'll bring you an entire outfit! But, I also have another favor to ask…''
'' There's more?''
'' I want to get an apartment and I need someone to co-sign…''
'' Are you trying to give dad a heart attack? He'll never let you move out-''
'' I'm almost 23-''
'' You could be 43 and he'd still say Hell to the no.''
'' I want to be independent-''
'' How about you start with the job first and then we'll talk about apartments,'' I offer.
'' But-''
'' Phebes, if you want to be a responsible adult then start by getting a job and save up money to get your own place. If you look for an apartment worthy of our way of living you have to know you'll end up asking dad for help, and that's not being independent. At mom and dad's you'll have everything at your beck and call-''
'' Everything but privacy,'' she huffs.
'' You think that moving will stop dad's stalker ways? If it really means so much to you, why don't you move in with me? I have an extra room and I will only read your diary every other week, promise.''
'' No, you're right. If I want daddy to see me as an adult I have to save up money for my own place.''
'' Wow, Phoebe! What's with the sudden growing up?'' I ask, letting my curiosity slip out.
'' Ava got into law school,'' she replies simply.
'' Yeah, I know. We had a huge party for her.''
'' Declan and Mila are going to college this fall,'' she adds and I smile at the thought of our twin cousins. I hadn't seen them since dad's birthday and they always kept the family smiling with their antics.
'' Your point?'' I ask and then I realize I already know why she feels like it's time to grow up. Her brother was all but sitting in their father's throne, Ava was making grandpa happy by becoming a lawyer while Declan was making grams happy by studying medicine, and even undecided Mila had a game plan. Phoebe was the only one of us that didn't have a job in mind and lived by what dad said.
'' I never noticed how people smile when I take out Onyx,'' she says sadly, talking about her black Amex card that has been name Onyx since dad gave it to her. '' They're nice to Onyx and my last name…''
I want to tell her something that will make her feel better, but the truth is I can't. People are always nice to a black card and even more so when they find out who are dad is. Being Christian Grey's kid wasn't always easy and I'm sad that Phoebe finally realized it. She had always loved swiping her card and knowing it would never face a limit, but she never wondered if people really liked her for who she was or for what she had? She was to in love with being herself.
'' Getting a job isn't going to change that, Phebes,'' I tell her, honestly. '' You have to want something for the right reasons and working means taking orders-''
'' I know that, Teddy. I can do it.''
'' I know you can and I'll help you in whatever I can, but sissy don't think yourself less just because of our money.''
'' Says you,'' she whispers.
I let out a chuckle at her words, '' I'm your older brother, Phoebe. I give the advice, not take it.''
'' I love you Teddy bear.''
'' Love you too, sissy.''
'' See you on, Friday?''
'' Would I dare miss it and risk being burned alive by our mother's wrath?'' I laugh and she lets out her own giggle.
'' Mrs. Grey, is a fearsome woman.''
'' That she is and you are growing up to be just like her.''
'' Sure I am,'' she says bitterly. '' All I'm missing is my CEO and two kids, which means I'm way behind.''
'' I'm sure the poor bastard is out there somewhere,'' I laugh, thinking of how Nick wanted to be that poor bastard.
"Well, he better hurry the hell up."
'' Give him time, sis. He's probably out there.'' Yeah, like he just left five minutes before you called.
"You sound like mom,'' she giggles.
"I am her first born,'' I tease.
"You're only two years older than I am," she teases back.
"Still older, aren't I?''
"Whatever you say, Teddy bear. Oh! I got to go, Ava is all but dancing on the table.''
"She's her mother's daughter," I joke, remembering some of the stories mom would tell us about Aunt Kate's wild days.
"Keep in mind this girl wants to be a respectful lawyer," Phoebe giggles.
"I wonder if she knows the bar exam doesn't actually include tequila shots?" I laugh.
"Law school is going to be an eye opener," she laughs, but is soon cut off by the future lawyer.
"Hi Teddy!" She yells and it's obvious she is already too drunk.
"Hello Ava,'' I greet my little cousin.
"You are missing a hell of a party! The Monegasque people are way hot! I love Monaco," she giggles.
"How about you drink some water and lay off the shots-"
"Yay! The margaritas are here!" She cuts me off and I hear the phone being tossed.
"Sorry Teddy, I got to get this girl back to the hotel. See you in a few."
"Have fun putting blondie down," I tell her.
"If we weren't cousins I would just leave her. Love you Teddy bear and thanks a billion for the favor."
"Love you too, sissy," I reply back, and with that the call ends.
I shake my head at my happy sister and wild cousin, I really did love them. They always found a new adventure in their crazy world.
I want that.
I wish I could just live.
I wish I could just be me.
I am so sorry for not updating in months but life happens. Thank you guys for all the love and please continue reviewing. Hope you all enjoyed.
