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As I change into my workout clothes, I picture the hot shower and the iced coffee I’ll enjoy after. I use it as motivation and fuel to get my ass out the door.
Yet when I reach our meeting spot five minutes later, Mason isn’t there.
I start my warm up stretches and check my phone but no message.
After ten minutes pass and I finish my stretches, I decide not to wait any longer.
I take off in a sprint, my first burst of energy usually my strongest.
But I don’t make it far before I hear my name.
“Wait! Mads! Wait!”
A rush of happiness spreads through me like a warm drink. He made it.
Mason catches up to me where I jog in place. “I’m sorry. I hit snooze one time, damn it, I swear!”
“You’re here now. That’s all that matters. Did you stretch?”
He nods. “Enough. Let’s go.”
Our run is quiet, peaceful. The only sounds are the crashing waves along the shore.
It clears my head, lifts my spirits, and makes me feel alive.
When Mason smiles at me, his encouraging I’ll always be there for you sis, message reads loud and clear across his features.
I cherish these runs with my brother, the time we spend together as we each chase our own high.
A best friend for life.
* * *
Bodies fill every room on the first floor of the loud house party. Music blasts, lights flash, and Halloween decorations cover the walls and tables.
Everyone is in costume, dancing, drinking, and playing beer pong or card drinking games.
It’s a fucking vibe and I’m here for it.
“I don’t care what anyone says. Our costumes are the best.” Lennox shouts over the music from where we stand along the wall. She runs her hands through her red hair, perfect for her Ginger Spice costume.
Yep. My girls and I dressed as the Spice Girls.
And we look damn good.
Lennox is the perfect Ginger Spice with her natural red hair, Chloe is Baby Spice, I am Sporty Spice, Everleigh is Posh Spice, and Maia is Scary Spice. Perfect right?
I adjust my tiny midriff top and fix my belly chain as I smooth my lips together, making sure my lip gloss is still somewhat there.
My eyes naturally scan the room for my two other halves, the first being my brother. But we all know Asher follows close behind.
I shouldn’t want to see him.
Not after what happened last week.
He touched me and I reacted like a thirteen year old girl who's never had a boy near her before. Pathetic.
But he’s Asher.
