“Nicely, everybody right here is actually good,” she begins. “Grey was simply patched in, making it official. Slayer is thrilled, in fact, however I believe Ellie Mae is simply comfortable he’s not leaving the nest but.”

“That’s nice.” Aside from Ivy, Grey was my finest buddy regardless of our two-year age distinction. “Inform him congratulations from me.”

“Griffin is driving now, and he’s already speaking about getting on two wheels, which scares Hazel to dying. She doesn’t know Saint’s been instructing him find out how to journey for just a few months now. And he’s been instructing Lillie, too.”

“Lillie?” I frown. “Isn’t she nonetheless a child?”

“Twelve happening twenty-seven,” she solutions with fun. “Oaklee is a magnificence, Stone. She’s going to trigger Slayer and Ella Mae loads of bother, and I’m right here for it!” Ma’s snicker is loud and stuffed with amusement. “Everyone seems to be nice. They miss you. I’m so excited to have you ever residence.”

“Me, too, Ma. I really like you.”

“Love you too, son. See you quickly.”

Ma ends the decision, and the smile on my face refuses to go away. She’s loopy as hell and all the time in my enterprise, however I miss her most of all.

I’m going residence.

CHAPTER FOUR

Ivy – Current

“Are you listening to me, babe?”

I flip from my self-importance to my boyfriend, Grey, stretched out on my mattress. He’s been watching me for the previous jiffy and babbling on about one thing. And no, I’m not listening. I’m too busy portray on a shiny crimson mouth to prepare for my shift at The Barn Door.

“Sorry, babe,” I say, checking myself out after which flashing him a smile. “I used to be distracted. Getting my lips to look this good takes focus. What have been you saying?”

Grey’s brows dip right into a frown. “Why does a bartender must look so fucking beautiful?” he growls.

I snicker and toss my darkish hair again as if his remark doesn’t chew. “To begin with, I’m not simply any bartender. I’m the lead bartender, thanks very a lot.” I blow him a playful kiss that I actually don’t really feel proper now.

I really like Grey. He’s great. Good-looking and protecting, candy and humorous. It’s simply that currently, I’m stressed. Is it the stress at my job? My life usually. Or am I having an existential disaster? Reality be advised, I can’t actually inform.

Grey’s face lights up in a smile, his chocolate brown eyes glow with laughter, and he sits up and leans in, urgent his lips to mine. “I stand corrected, lead bartender. I nonetheless don’t see why you need to look so fucking sizzling to whip up cocktails for threesomes and orgies, babe.”

I roll my eyes playfully, smile, after which wipe away my lipstick from his lips. I’m fooling around, I inform myself. I’m not stressed. Grey is nice, and issues with us are nice. It’s simply what I want in my loopy life.

“It’s referred to as ideas, Grey. And the higher I look, the friendlier I’m, the larger my ideas are. Ideas are how I pay the payments.”

“I get it. I simply don’t prefer it,” he grumbles below his breath.

“Nicely, till we hit the lottery, this,” I get up and movement to my face, after which my physique, clad in a tiny black skirt and a slinky crimson tank prime, “is the money-maker. You would get a job there as properly, you recognize.”

“I’d slightly journey my bike, lovely.” Then his brown eyes examine me with a good bit of warmth, and my nipples go exhausting immediately, proving that I’m being ridiculous. He scoffs. “Are you upset that I’m patched into the Reckless Bastards now?”

I frown and verify my face yet one more time within the mirror. “What? No!” Then I flip again to Grey and soften my tone. “I do know that is what you’ve wished because you have been a child. I’m pleased with you. Joyful for you.”

“Then what’s fallacious? And don’t say it’s nothing.”

I open my mouth to inform him he’s being paranoid, however I can’t. I refuse to misinform Grey. “I don’t know. I believe I want a brand new dream. A much bigger one.”

“You’re not comfortable?” His confusion hits me like a punch to the chest.

I drop down beside him on my mattress and squeeze his robust thigh. “It’s not sad, Grey. For therefore lengthy, I’ve been in survival mode, working exhausting to pay the payments, ensuring Sage stays out of bother, and every little thing else. Now that I’m extra than simply surviving, I really feel…fuck babe, I don’t know. God, I sound silly and entitled.”

“In no way.” Grey settles his hand on prime of mine. “I get it. You’re head bartender now, and that’s what you’ve labored for because you began at The Barn Door. Sage is grown up and serving to pay the payments. What else would you like?”

“Unsure. However I assume I’ve to determine it out, proper?” I flip to him and smile, operating my fingers by his thick, sable hair. “It’s not you, Grey. that, proper?”

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