Robert’s POV
To be honest, I wasn't entirely comfortable going with one of Riley's friends. I didn't know them very well, and I wasn't sure what their intentions were. But something about the way he asked me made me feel like it would be okay. And besides, they seemed like nice guys. At least, they'd always been nice to me. So I agreed, and followed the guy to a car that was waiting for us outside. The beach house was about an hour's drive away, and the whole way there, I kept wondering what I'd gotten myself into.
When we pulled up to the house, I was stunned. It was made entirely of glass, and the view of the ocean was breathtaking. Riley pulled up behind us in a white McLaren, and I had to admit, it was starting to seem normal to see him in these kinds of cars. The house itself was l
