Crushed - Pamela Ann Page 0,20
you, the house will be so empty. I never thought we wouldn’t be graduating together.”
The house would be so empty without her in it. Although she owned it, she was going to allow us to continue living there, which was generous. Then again, this was Lindsey after all, and she took care of the people she loved.
“As long as our friendships remain intact, we’ll be okay,” Emma voiced, seeming complacent about it. “I’m only a drive away, so you two chicks can visit me anytime. Once this baby monster pops out, I will need all the extra help I can get.” She intently gazed at the both of us. “You two be will on diaper duty pretty soon, so you better have all the fun you guys can get now, ‘cause mister poop and pee will be here before you know it.”
We all laughed at her suggestion. It wasn’t a question if we were going to be helping her out or not. It would be, after all, the first baby in the group, and I could picture us scrambling to help Emma out.
“Have you guys thought of names yet?” I questioned as I pictured what the baby would look like. Heck, that baby had some beautiful, strong genes. It probably would be a beautiful, blonde baby with bright, vivid blue eyes, and some serious baby swagger.
“We’re still waiting on that until the last month or so. It can be hard arguing with Bass since all he does is mess with me by teasing me with funny names.” She grinned, her eyes sparkling at the mention of her beloved husband.
Looking at her so enamored at the mention of Bass Cole, I wanted to kick Trista for even questioning Emma about the baby’s paternity. It was quite obvious that the very idea itself was impossible.
Our discussion turned into blasts from the past, reminiscing about the good ol’ days and how it all had begun with Emma moving in as Lindsey’s roommate and how Emma had been so shocked in the beginning with Lindsey’s mercurial attitude that it almost scared her away. Hearing those stories made me realize how blessed I was to have found the loving group of women. All of them were strong-willed, yet we stuck together as though we truly were sisters.
Memory lane occupied most of the afternoon. It was heart-warming to simply hangout with the girls, most especially to be around Lindsey again without a trace of anger or hostility between us. It felt like it had back in the day, and I couldn’t be happier.
After our long chat, everybody headed back to Dimitris’ and Lindsey’s breathtakingly beautiful villa to unwind before changing into semi-cocktail wear for dinner since his family was going to be coming to further the celebration of their second nuptials.
It was funny thinking about how they had separated and divorced, only to remarry again. I supposed, if you were fated to be with someone, no matter how one tried to run away from it, it was going to find you whether you wanted it to or not.
Maybe one day, I would find my own fated person to be with. For the meantime, I would bask in the joyous reunion with my friends because who knew when we all would be together again?
Once confined in the bedroom, I sighed as I plucked my pumps off each foot before I heard a short rap at the door.
“Coming!” I yelled across the room before I strode towards it, opening it with mild abandon. “Hey, you, what’s up?”
Carter beamed, still dressed in his casual attire with his dress shirt unbuttoned from the top with pushed back sleeves. He looked scruffy and sexy, all in one hot, steaming package.
“Hey, Linds mentioned that you’re heading back home soon. When do you think you’re planning to go?” He gave me an intent look.
“Tomorrow.” Stepping aside to let him inside the room, I sighed before responding to him. “You?”
“The day after,” he instantly replied just as I was shutting the door behind him.
I immediately went towards the small, cozy settee across the room that sat next to a little balcony.
Carter followed before taking the opposite white-patterned, wingback chair across from me.
“Well, I was thinking, why don’t I fly out with you?” he asked before I even had the chance to get comfortable in my chair.
I paused, frowning at him. “You sure? Wouldn’t that be too weird?”
“How so?” He shrugged before glancing towards the floor. “I really don’t want to hang around out here