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harrietofseabrook:
Gray nodded. He knew when to take a hint, at least. “You alright to get yourself in?”
Lydia gave an answer by sliding out of the car, smoothing out the dress she wore and tossing the roach of her joint in her clutch, “See you later, hubby.” And with that, the blonde shut the passenger door and sauntered away.
harrietofseabrook:
“Technically.”
“I’d invite you in, but --”
“That’s not a door to the past you wanna open.”
harrietofseabrook:
Grey swiped the keys from her, only sparing a moments thought to those inside - they wouldn’t miss him. “Sure.”
It was only minutes later they arrived on Sandy Lane outside of her childhood home, front door glowing a rich crimson color by porch light.
“You’ve got somewhere to stay tonight?”
harrietofseabrook:
“Well that depends.”
“Bring your effing cat.”
bethanyinseabrook:
It had been as natural as breathing—and easy to do when he had done the same for her, when she had needed it most.
“You don’t need to.”
“You say that, babe, but I’m going to for the rest of our lives.” Any nerves that had worked up a sweat earlier rolled off his back when he squeezed gently at both of her hands, not daring to let his eyes leave her glowing face.
bethanyinseabrook:
nicoleofseabrook:
harrietofseabrook:
In all honesty, Gray hadn’t been paying too much attention to the interaction going on, but his ears perked up at the mention of Ireland. “I’m not gonna say no to a trip to Europe.”
“Good to hear, Gray.”
Warren pressed a kiss to Lara’s forehead and wrapped his arm around her waist. Of course he wanted her to stay, but this was Hattie’s special day, and he only wanted whatever made her happy.
“Oh, I’d keep you, but you’ll want to be in your seats when we start, won’t you?”
“C’mon, Gray, I’ll escort you to yours. You know, to prevent you from stealing something if you get the sudden urge to. You’re welcome.”
“We’d love to have you all. Details to come, of course.” Lara leaned in close to Warren, her smile growing warm towards Hattie, “Have a wonderful ceremony. You make a very beautiful bride.”
nicoleofseabrook:
“Glad to hear that, as always.”
“San Francisco and Seabrook are on opposite sides of the country,” Summer stated blatantly, more as a sudden realization, “I think I have to move closer, Ian.”
“Interested in a road trip?” Sam spoke after dialing, already standing outside the hotel leaned up against her father’s ‘83 El Camino.
harrietofseabrook:
Somehow Gray had made it through the night with only a couple of drinks and a few cigarettes. Well – a lot of cigarettes. He was half-way through lighting another one when he noticed Lydia. “Where to?”
“To the stars?” Lydia crossed her arms, joint hanging from her lips and a brow quirked, “Home, husband. I have some party favors I’d like to tend to. Follow the main road for a few. I’ll tell you when to turn off.”
harrietofseabrook:
“Hey--” Lydia slid from the rental’s hood, keys dangling in the palm of her hand, “Wanna take me for a ride?”
nicoleofseabrook:
“You’re back.”
@seabrooksfinest
“Never too far.”
harrietofseabrook:
“Stay put, trust me,” The last thing Lydia wanted was to wreck anybody’s second chance. A chance with his family? That was a huge score in her eyes. Before she strolled away, she added, “But if you’re looking for an after party later on, I guess I’m a good hook-up around here.”
harrietofseabrook:
“He’s – particular about who he likes,” not unlike his owner.
“Must get it from his father.”
nicoleofseabrook:
“Wait, you! Wait!”
“I think you dropped this.”
“Do you think I wear kindergarten teacher cardigans? You’d be right, I do. Thank you.”
