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“Right, reciprocity.” I scratch my head. “My home is here though.”
“Didn’t we talk about you moving out for law school?” He points at me and taps my nose. “You need space.”
“I know. I don’t know where I’ll go though. Maybe Zoey will want to live together.” I shrug.
“Or you know you can live…with me?”
My mouth drops open and, for a moment, I think my brain isn’t firing off any synapses because my mind is completely blank. “Like…together?”
“Or not.” He backs up, but I slide off the counter and scurry towards the man that is putting his guard back up.
“No! That’s not what I meant. I was just surprised that’s all. It’s really soon and…”
“By the time you graduate and then start law school, it won’t be all that soon. It would be about eleven months. My divorce would be final…I don’t know.” He shrugs. “I thought it might be nice having you around all the time.” One side of his mouth quirks up in a smirk and all I want now is to mount him here in the kitchen.
Living together? Like…permanently? Holy shit! “Can…can I think about it?”
“Of course. We have time. I wasn’t thinking today.”
I nod, my mind still moving a mile a minute at the idea of living with Landon. “I’m considering Yale, you know.” I start up the stairs and he follows closely behind, his hand grazing the curve just above my butt with every step.
“I want you to go wherever your heart desires, Serena. And no more of this being afraid shit. You are a big fish, baby.” When we get to the top, he presses me against the wall and touches my chest with his pointer finger. “It’s time to show the world what you’re made of.”
“Where are you?” The growl pulls me out of my sleep and I blink my eyes several times to try and chase the remaining slumber away. I turn my head to the side to see Landon rubbing a hand into his eye and sitting up in bed. “Sorry baby, go back to sleep.” He murmurs towards me before he gets up and slides his sweatpants over his naked body. “Griffin, it’s two in the goddamn morning, where are you? I’m coming to get you. Tell me where you are right now… No, you are not fine, and if you’re not walking through this door in thirty-five seconds, you are really not going to be fine,” he barks into his cell phone.
I sit up as I see him getting dressed and figure I should probably follow suit in case I have to stop Landon from killing Griffin. He snaps his finger at me and points back at the bed, signaling that I needed to get back in it. I shake my head and put my hands on my hips after I’ve successfully put my leggings and one of his shirts on. I pull my hair into a ponytail and slide my glasses onto my face as I hear him still arguing with Griffin. I follow him down the stairs and when he ends the call he turns around and I can see the torture in his eyes. I want you with me always, but…maybe not now. “Baby, can you stay here? I just feel like…that might be best.”
“Yes…I mean…will you be okay? I know you’re a little worked up and…did he tell you where he is?”
“I have an idea.”
“Okay, I’ll stay.” I reach around him and pull him down to me, planting my lips on his and reminding me of what we did earlier this evening.
“More of that when I get back. Put the alarm on when I leave.” He winks and then he’s gone.
I make my way back upstairs and climb into bed. I was going to wait downstairs but I thought maybe I’m the last person Griffin wants to see when he gets back, especially if he’s already in huge trouble. Skyler used to break curfew all the time and she was never a happy camper when she got caught.
Twenty minutes later, I hear someone come in the door and the alarm blares throughout the house causing me to jump. I sit up, waiting for it to go off, but it doesn’t seem to be stopping. In fact, it’s getting louder.
I furrow my brow wondering why Landon isn’t turning the alarm off when it starts to go faster.
“FUCK!” I hear screamed and I’m off the bed before I can think and bounding down the stairs. I see Griffin pressing every single button on the alarm system and I realize that he must have gotten a ride home by someone that was not his father. He sees me and points at the alarm system, a look of panic in his eyes. I punch the code in and he breathes a sigh of relief. “Shit. Thanks.”
“How did you get here? Your dad went to look for you.”
“I told him I was on my way home, he’s such a control freak.”
“Kinda what parents do.” I shrug, as if to say, don’t I know it.
“What are you my new one?” He snorts as he walks by me and into the kitchen. He opens the refrigerator and pulls out a beer and my eyes widen.
“Ummm…does your father let you have those?”
“What, you going to tell on me?” he sneers.
He’s going to call me step-mommy dearest! “Well…umm…no…or…I don’t know? But…”
“Look, first party I ever went to, your sister was teaching us how to shotgun beers, so don’t get parental on me.”
