| Victoria |
The cookout was going amazingly. All those that participated in Preston's ostracization apologized when they got here. Preston shook each person's hand, and I got the distinct impression he would hold them to their newfound respect.
It was hot. He was hot. After we'd come down from our afternoon session, he'd promptly told me to wear the green dress. Then he showered, changed and told me he'd meet me downstairs.
It had all seemed normal. Like, this is how it was supposed to be. We'd see each other, want each other and then promptly have each other. No s*x yet, but I was happy with the bases I was getting.
“We're both at the college nearby- majoring in education.”
Preston nodded as he listened. Karen and Sam were laying out their ten year plan. It involved practically run
