Lily's POV
Grayson and Emma had a small bit of background in common, but I didn't want to let Emma know about it.
I've not been fortunate with men, or boys. I really wanted Gray and I to last, till, well, forever.
Gray and Emma grew up in the same town.
Then his dad remarried when he was about six years old and moved him from Starry town to County City.
Emma too grew up in Stary town.
Gray went back to see his mom and step siblings a few days after our shopping spree and two days before the Senior Trip.
He came back a different person, but not to me, thankfully.
He began to withdraw from Chase and Emma which I found weird.
He and Chase were like two peas in a pod,
I wouldn't have been with him because of how close he was to Chase, but I also knew Chase would never say anything about it, so I took my chances with being with Chase's brother from another mother.
Gray didn't seem to want to do stuff with Emma anymore, and I guess since she became Chase's new fancy, it kinda rubbed off on Chase.
As expected, the proud peacock he is didn't bother finding out what made Gray act the way he did to Emma and he just kept shutting Gray down whenever Gray wanted to speak to him.
I did not like Chase, so I encouraged the rift that was building between them. It seemed like a golden opportunity to make sure that Chase's mouth stayed closed.
"I never knew Chase could be like that." Gray said to me, one evening after school, before the senior trip.
"What happened between y'all?" I asked him, half interested.
"We've not talked in over a week, matter of fact, since I told him to be careful with that girl, Emma, and he called me a fool. And today, he called me asking me to book a reservation in uncle Carson's hotel." He confided in me.
I hoped Gray didn't see the anger and annoyance that flashed in my face for a second.
I had always known Chase to be a mad man, but definitely not that bad.
He was taking Emma to a hotel, a hotel for celebrities, which was owned by Gray's celebrity and narcissistic uncle Carson.
Every single news I got about Chase hardened my heart towards him the more.
"So what's pissing you off about that, baby?" I asked Gray as I put his plate of waffles that I made in his kitchen down.
He looked tense and genuinely worried for Chase and I hated it.
"Don't you remember what I told you when I got back?" He asked me.
Grayson was ever one to keep things to himself. He was either a zero or a hundred. If he knew, you'd know, if he didn't, you'd know. He told me every single news and info he had about Emma when he got back from Starry.
"I do." I replied to him. "And please do not tell me you told that son of a bitch all that? " I asked him.
Emma was my home girl and I didn't want Gray to ruin her life. I'd rather do it myself.
I kept my sinister heart at bay and tried to reason with him.
"I did." Gray said proudly, "That's what friends are for."He continued. "Imagine if any of them knew something hideous about either of us, don't you think it would be more loving on their part to tell the other, so we know we're not wasting each other's time?" Gray could souls like an old man at times.
"Baby, all those sound like rumors." I said, sounding disappointed.
"He didn't deny it." An already irritated Grayson said.
"Baby let's focus on us." I replied to him, moving closer and putting his head in the middle of my breast.
"I really just want the best for Chase." He said, sighing.
"So bad that you're not turned on by the fact that your head is in between my breasts?" I asked him.
"That's not what I mean, Emma." He said. "Emma is not transparent with my homeboy and I think he needs to know it. But he thinks it's a threat to their relationship, and so I kinda have to soft pedal, and you know that's not something I'm too good at." Gray said, rubbing my bum.
"I just don't like the fact that they are becoming the center of our own relationship. Since you got back, you have always been talking about them, or thinking about them." I replied to him.
Gray stood up and hugged me tight.
"I'm so sorry baby. I didn't realize that was how I made you feel." He said.
"Worse actually." I crooned.
Gray laughed and kissed me. He was a very sensitive person and a very sensual lover. I loved being with him because he made me happy.
That evening, I swore him into secrecy of whatever he knew about her, and all he had been doing was avoiding her.
Annoyed at himself for making me feel that way, he made love to me in his father's kitchen.
Every single time we had sex, I could swear he shifted my womb. He was all I ever wanted in a man. My perfect knight in shining armor.
Gray was a sweet man, who just, unfortunately for me, happened to be friends with Chase.
I, on the other hand, am ashamed to admit that that wasn't my own reason for avoiding Emma.
Emma was a sweet girl. I did a couple of sleepovers at her house during the heat of my parents divorce. My dad was remarrying a woman with three kids and it was, and still is, taking a toll on me.
I loved Emma and her mom. I wished I had that relationship with mine, but she's a drug addict, and has been one for the longest time.
All these didn't make me jealous of her, matter of fact, I wanted to be something like a sister to her, her mom was very receptive to me too.
I was cool with Emma until…