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You had known Conrad and Jeremiah forever, their mother Suzannah, and your mother Laural, were best friends. Suzannah and Laural visited each other every summer, spending the hot season at their favorite beach house. Jeremiah was your best friend in the world (Other than Taylor your other best friend), same with your brother, Steven, and Your Sister Isabelle. Belly had moved to college somewhere else in Colorado, and Steven worked constantly, leaving you and Laural alone all summer.

You and Conrad had a little more than a simple history, it was deep-rooted and hard the explain. Less than a few months ago, you were going to get married to his younger brother, Jeremiah. Why the past tense? Because the day before the wedding Conrad, otherwise known as your ex-boyfriend and your childhood long crush, had confessed his undying love for you. When you told Jeremiah, he ran away and called off the wedding in fury. You couldn't take it anymore... so you ran off to Paris. He sent letter after letter, hoping you'd respond but you only wrote once and it killed him but also made his world spin.

It had been going well until Conrad showed up the day before your birthday. It started great, having fun and taking pictures as you showed him around but now he stopped and asked to dance... after he gave you a vile of sand from the old beach house he kept with him you felt... softer to him. You danced to the song "I ONLY HAVE EYES FOR YOU" by the Flamingos and AI Dubin. Then you started "I was such a brat about prom... I had envisioned a perfect prom movie... You know we'd dance for hours... and then go back to the hotel and..." Conrad cut yourself off "Make love?" To which you huffed a laugh and finished "Yes Conrad... make love" You laughed a little more. Then... the moment slowed as you hugged him "It all feels like a million years ago" he stayed straight-faced, as you held onto him, still high from the joint earlier. Then you explained "I didn't write back... because I had to move on.." he stiffened then unwound again "Well... have you moved on?" The moment froze as you slowly... very slowly kissed him.

Now he is carrying you up the stairs after you asked him to come home with you. You made out in the taxi, now on the stairs still attached at the mouth. Still on the staircase but now his belt is undone and your dress is gone. You couldn't stop yourself anymore... It felt incredible... real