NICOLE
DON'T GET ME WRONG. I LOVED BARBEQUES. My dad and I went to some of them very often every time elections were close by but this was different.
We were going to a normal barbeque-ish gathering with people we didn’t know. God, if it were those cranky men from back in the days I used to converse with, I wouldn’t be this nervous.
Senators were easy to charm but normal fucking people, that was hard and with what happened with Lucas the last thing I needed was seeing people.
I rubbed my hands together standing by the foyer as I waited for the boys. They had been nervous as hell too.
Well Jr mostly. Connor seemed ecstatic to go out, to make friends.
Smoothing the crispiness of my dress again, I raised my head ready to shout for Jr and Connor that we were getting late only to find Callan leaning against the wall with a devilish grin.
