Page 11 of Come Back to Me

My brother is the definition of a privileged person, but he did have this rebellious phase in high school.

And I remember it all too well becausehewas there through it all.

My first crush.

The first boy I fell in love with.

The first boy whose heart I broke.

And that boy happened to be my brother’s friend.

Grayson Becker.

then

GRAYSON | AGE 15

Would checking out my friend’s sister be considered a bad thing? I can say if it was, I’d be in huge trouble right now.

I’ve always found Violet to be pretty, but there’s something in the air that’s different. She’s not the same girl I met three years ago. She’s all grown up.

I snap myself out of whatever daydream I’m in, and my eyes land on Blake and Violet’s mom, Georgia. She’s sitting in the driver’s seat of the family’s red Dodge Durango.

Blake and I are leaning against the SUV and watching Violet come out of the Prescott family mansion.

This compound most likely cost tens of millions of dollars because of the sheer size of it.

The exterior of the place is covered in white paint with giant columns on both sides and steel blue roofing. Trees, assorted flowers, and lush landscaping overtake the front yard and entrance to the complex.

You’d think a princess lives here, and she does…but Violet’s not a princess. She’s the most beautiful angel I’ve ever seen. And she’s standing right in front of me.

Her blonde hair sits perfectly over her shoulders,framing her face like she’s a painting that belongs in The Louvre. She’s wearing a light pink crop top, ripped jeans, and a pair of white high-top Converse.

Damn, she looks so good in pink.

She has pink lipstick staining her pretty lips. I want to kiss them so badly. Sadly, that’s not going to happen. Blake would obliterate me if I did that. He’d probably do the same shit if he heard all these thoughts that have been running rampant inside my head for the past several months.

“You good, bro?” Blake asks, stopping me from fantasizing about what it would be like to be with his sister.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

Blake turns his head in Violet’s direction. “Violet, hurry up! If we end up being late for school, I’m going to destroy you.”

“I’m coming. Calm down!” Violet calls out reluctantly.

Georgia rolls down her window. “Violet, your brother is right. Get in the car right now! I don’t need to get a call from the school today, do I?”

Violet rolls her eyes and huffs.

“Do I?” Georgia sternly repeats herself.

Georgia Prescott scares the absolute shit out of me because she’s incredibly intimidating. Georgia and her husband, Charles, own a ton of businesses in Sunset Cove. Most of them turned them into billion-dollar companies overnight.

Blake acts like his mom a lot, but I’ve gotten used to it for the most part. He’s not too bad once someone gets to know him really well.

“No, ma’am.” She struts over to the car.

I run over to meet her on the back, left side.