Bexley
We pull up to the cabin which is already packed, roaming with party-goers drunk off their minds on the front lawn. Stepping out of the car, Liza and Maeve give me a mischievous smile, ready to whisk me away to the dance floor the minute we step in the door.
I'm still surprised I don't have Jason, Dexton or Reed shadowing over me. As much as I loved them, I felt restrained by their love and support. Trenton on the other hand doesn't hover. He lets Brady do that for him. But today I was free. Well for the most part. Brady was easy to manage on his own.
I inhaled a breath of fresh air mixed with the smell of alcohol, cigarettes, sweat, and Mary Jane. Now this was a party. I was a bit taken back that we pulled up onto Astoria territory, especially with the tensions between Dexton
