- DEX -
Grace is waiting for me next to her rental car in the driveway, standing there in a tight designer dress and heels that aren't exactly my idea of comfortable travel ware. She's staring at her phone, but glances up with a bright smile when I pull in. And there is something about seeing her here in front of my parents' house that really doesn't sit well.
I am going to kill Lawson if he had anything to do with this.
"Hey," she smiles when I walk around the truck.
"Hey." I shove my hands in my back pockets.
"I don't get a hug or anything? We're still friends, aren't we?" Her head tilts with what is meant to be a sexy smirk.
My feet drag forward a few steps, and I pull her into a hug, letting her wrap her arms around me in return.
"You shouldn't be here, Grace," I sigh.
"I thought you might need a friend."
"I have friends."
