got you. Since when have you ever run off to class on time before?”
“I know, but this school is different. It’s not like back home. I promise, I’ll call you tonight when I have no distractions.”
“Alright, O,” he says reluctantly. “Bye.”
He cuts the call and just like that, I'm left to suffer through the rest of the school day.
Two hours later, Milo hashes in the code for the gate at the Carrington mansion and after it peels back and he hits the gas, I find a very familiar beat-up old shitbox sitting at the bottom of the circle driveway, completely out of place.
A loud squeal pulls from deep within me and I can hardly contain my excitement. Milo jumps and shrieks beside me, surprised by my outburst. “What the hell, Ocean?”
“Hurry up,” I demand, unable to keep still.
“Why?” he questions, eyeing the car which obviously doesn’t belong. It stands out like an emo kid at a Taylor Swift concert. “Whose car is that?”
I don’t respond as he brings his Aston Martin to a stop. I’m out the door before he can even say my name or demand another answer out of me. I race up the steps to the front door, huffing and puffing by the time I reach the top. I throw the door open and scramble through it. “Where is he?” I call out to Harrison as I race past.
“Don’t run in the house,” he calls after me.
“Where is he?” I repeat.
Harrison groans. “They're in the pool house.”
They’re? Plural.
I suck in an excited gasp.
FUCK YEAH! MY BOYS ARE HERE!
“OCEAN?” My name is hollered through the house from behind me. “What the fuck is going on?”
I barge through the door of the staff quarters and race past mom who gives me a knowing grin, then I weave through tables, chairs, and the coffee cart. “I ain’t slowing down, Milo. If you want in then you better hurry the fuck up.”
“Language,” mom scolds, but she’s too late to do anything about it as I barge out through the back door and cut across the side of the house. I race around one of the three pools on the property until I finally find it. The pool house.
Milo remains heavy on my heels and I’m sure that by now he’s probably caught onto what’s going on. After all, I’ve spent the last few days telling him all about them. By now, he probably knows them better than I do.
The door of the pool house is propped open with a box and I race through it before quickly glancing around. I haven’t been in here yet so this is all new, but right now, the furnishings are the last thing on my mind.
All four of my boys are making their way around the pool house, carrying boxes, and cleaning up the old housekeeper’s things. To be honest, it looks like they’re doing more harm than good but they have good intentions, whether they’re selfish or not.
I don’t dare stop, spying Nic in the kitchen. “There’s our girl,” Sebastian beams, giving Nic the slightest warning before I crash into him. Though, that warning could have also come from the squeal that tore out of me the second I saw my boys. I haven’t gone this long without seeing them … well, ever.
I throw myself up into the sky and he drops whatever is in his hands as he reaches out and catches me with ease.
My legs wrap around his waist as our arms curl around one another. His lips instantly come down on mine in a crushing kiss and I hold on with everything I have, kissing him back. He cuts the kiss short, knowing that anything more is going to set me off. “I fucking missed you,” he grins, spinning me around.
I laugh as the other guys start making their way over, knowing that Nic and I needed this small moment together. “It’s only been four days,” I remind him.
“I know,” he says, squeezing harder. “Four days too long. I’ve never gone this long without seeing you.”
My heart flutters and I beam at him until Sebastian is there, slipping his hands around my waist and tearing me off Nic. “Come here, brat.” He pulls me in tight and presses a kiss to my forehead and I feel my world finally beginning to right itself.
Eli is next and practically pulls me out of Sebastian’s arms, only to dip me low and come at me with puckered lips. “Try it and your life won’t