about me. I’ll be fine, okay?”
“If you say so. And watch the alcohol consumption—you’re still in the States and technically, you aren’t old enough to legally drink yet.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” I responded.
“You know you can call me at any time and we can discuss when you plan to go back to L.A.”
“Understood, Mom.”
“I love you and talk to you soon.”
“You too. Bye.”
“Bye, sweetheart—”
I ended the call and put my phone back on the bedside table drawer.
“So, what exactly do you guys get up to around here for fun besides get high?”
“Well, there is the horizontal dance but since we have to wait until you’re on something…” Finn trailed off.
I got off the bed then and weaved a bit. “I don’t think so, Romeo. Last time we indulged in that , we both got in a world of trouble so that is definitely going to have to wait. Besides, we have to get to know one another again. I don’t think I would feel comfortable having sex with you again when we just met up again after four years of being apart. It’s not like we are the same people we were back then.”
He nodded his head in agreement. “You can say that again because you have definitely changed.”
“I don’t know if that is a compliment or an insult.”
Finn grabbed my arm closest to him and pulled me back to the bed. “We can just lay here and talk. We don’t have to do anything you know.”
We spooned though we were both mostly dressed and he slipped an arm around my waist. “Thank you.”
“For what? You act like this is easy for me when it isn’t. It’s complete torture for me because the last four years have been hell. I have been so lost without you…we were each other first loves and I fear what will happen to you if you just leave for L.A. Perhaps we won’t see each other again and that would be devastating to me.”
I looked over my shoulder. “Exactly what do you think is going to happen to me if I go back to L.A.? I am gonna find some hot stud to replace you?”
“Yes,” he replied truthfully. “You are an attractive woman. Don’t tell me you have any problems with getting a man.”
“No, that has never been an issue but that doesn’t mean I jump into bed with everyone that looks my way. I’m not that easy, you know.”
The heat of his body felt perfect against me and instead of saying anything, I closed my eyes and allowed myself to drift off in the cocoon that was his warmth and steady embrace.
I t was a bit scary when I awoke and realized I was no longer in Seattle. The weather was the first indicator. It was warm and the sun shined through the slatted blinds. It was a beautiful feeling to look over and see Finn who was completely knocked out next to me.
I didn’t bother to wake him but instead stood, stripped out of my clothes and took another shower before I dressed in a pair of skinny blue jeans and a pale pink baby doll top that was short-sleeved. I wouldn’t be able to ignore my grandparents and I knew Dylan would have their address. I had my doubts whether they still resided in Dorchester now that so many people in the family were making money.
Dylan and Fiona—like me—had mostly been raised by our grandparents. None of us had parents’ who wanted to be bothered with their own children. His father was my mother’s half-brother, and due to his mother’s problems with drugs and alcohol, neither he nor Fiona had been brought up in the most functional household. In retrospect, our grandparents were probably the best place for all three of us.
Unfortunately, although it was shortly after eight, I was the only person up and instead of bothering anyone, I merely called Granddad and got the address from him. It turned out my grandparents weren’t even quarter of a mile up the street, also in the yuppie part of Charlestown. Their home wasn’t much different from Dylan’s except it was a light sand color and there was only one car, a ‘67 restored