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"Hey, Summer, I’m ordering pizza. Do you want some?" I ask, walking into the living room where Summer is sitting.

"Sounds good. Blake and Izzy are resting. Is Allie okay?" Summer asks, looking worried.

"All good. Just needs some time for the meds to kick in, but she is sleeping. I’m going to work out the washing machine in a sec," I say, sitting on the sofa opposite from Summer.

"Tell me, how is little Jake? I haven't seen him since the wedding, and he is such a lovely boy." Summer sighs, pulling her short blond hair out of her eyes. Blake looks a lot like his mum, with the same light-blond hair and the same blue eyes. Blake must have more facial features like his father and his height, too, because Summer isn't anywhere near as tall as Blake.

"I saw them yesterday for a little bit, but they are all good. Maisy said he is starting to crawl everywhere now." I smile, remembering the proud look on Maisy and Sebastian's faces.

"I can't wait for grandchildren. I know I have a little wait, but I plan to spoil them." Summer smiles.

"Any children in our families will be spoilt rotten." I chuckle while Summer nods.

"I agree with you, Elliot. You have changed recently. Not such the scary, biker boy anymore, are you?" She smiles.

“I don’t know about that. I still love my bike and ignoring people, but I think I found something I love more.” I glance at Allie's door in the corridor.

“Hmm,” Summer says, watching me. "I will make us some drinks,” she adds, getting up and then turning to look at me."Be good to that girl, Elliot. It's not often you find two people who are meant to be. You two have played games with each other long enough."

"How do you know about our past?" I ask, curious.

"Izzy talks," she says with a laugh, walking off.

Chapter 21

Allie

“Why do you look like you’re going to be sick? You have a hot date, and I’m alone. I should be paler than you,” I tell Maisy, who grins up at me. We are on our way to her boyfriend’s house, the King brothers’ home. I didn’t want to come to prom tonight, but Maisy begged me. She is having trouble at home and needed somewhere to get ready and get picked up from.

“I’m just nervous; I don’t dress up like this usually. Thank you for getting me ready.” She smiles and takes my hand in hers.

“I just can’t wait for Elliot to rip this dress off me. I know he will,” Lily says next to me, and I grit my teeth and look out the window. I don’t want to see that or see them together, but it will only be for one night.

The limo stops outside the King brothers’ massive house, and I can see them all waiting outside for us. The only one who is missing is their best friend, Blake, and their oldest brother.

I get out of the car first, and my eyes instantly see Elliot King, as he is staring at me. I don’t want to admit how hot he looks in his suit or how his usually messy, black hair is styled out of his breath-taking, green eyes. I move away from them all as I see him look behind me at Lily, who is getting out of the car.

He will always choose Lily over me.

We all go inside after Harley comes outside and says he wants pictures. I don’t look at anyone. We all walk through the house to the lounge.

“I want a picture of you and Elliot,” Harley says to me, making my gaze lift from the floor.

“What?” I ask a little too loudly.

“Come on, Allie, I don’t bite,” Elliot says behind me, and I turn to face him with a glare. Lily is standing by the door to the lounge, watching us.

“No chance, I might catch something by just standing next to you,” I say.

“Yes, like how to dress appropriately. Not like you’re going to a club.” He looks down at my dark-red, skin-tight dress. It is not that bad. Lily looks worse in her short, black dress, which stops at her thighs. At least mine hits the floor. Maisy looks the best out of all us, in a gold dress.

“Are you done looking?” I ask him sharply, and he smirks at me.

“One photo, for me guys,” Harley says behind me, and Elliot holds his hand out to me.

“Fine,” I agree and take his warm hand. Elliot pulls me in front of him, and I smile as Harley takes photos.

I flinch when Elliot pulls me closer and whispers, “You’re so beautiful when you’re quiet.”

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