A Summer to Remember

lot of people in town. His dad owns Boseman Auto Sales.” Okay, now the huge house and party were making sense. Boseman Auto Sales was one of the biggest car dealerships in town.
    “His parents don’t care that all these people are trashing their house?” It looked like hundreds of abandoned cans and bottles were lining up the stairs to the front door.
    “His parents don’t know. Every summer they take a trip to Cabo and Shane throws a few ‘get togethers’, as he calls them, while they’re gone. Then his housekeeper cleans up and he pays her to keep quiet.” He pulled up next to an SUV on the grass and parked the truck.
    “If this is a ‘get together ’ , I’d love to see what a party looks like.”
    “No kidding.” We got out of the truck and walked up the driveway to the front door. Adrian stopped to greet and shake hands with a few guys on the way up.
    “How do you know Shane?” I asked once we got to the bottom of the steps.
    “We played football together at Brant.” A smirk spread across his face. “We didn’t get along very well at first because he can be kind of a jackass, but we learned to get along.” We reached the top of the stairs and waited for a few people who were squeezing in and out of the doorway.
    “If his parents are loaded, then why did he stick around here to go to school? Shouldn’t he have gone to some bigwig school or something?” Adrian laughed.
    “You would think. He claims he stuck around because he wants to run his dad’s dealership someday, but everyone else thinks it’s because he’s too lazy to do anything else with his life. He just graduated college, has never worked a day in his life, including working at the dealership, because his dad doesn’t think he’s responsible enough yet, and he still lives under his parents’ roof. His parents, especially his mom, aren’t about to cut him off, so it’s just easier to stick around and do whatever he wants.” We were finally able to walk through the front door just as some leggy blonde and the guy she was clinging to were walking out.
    The inside of the house was amazing! There were two curved staircases that followed the walls on each side of the room and came together in the center on the second floor. The ceiling in the entry was huge and shaped into a dome that had what looked like hand-painted artwork covering the inside. The crystal chandler that hung in the middle of the dome was gorgeous! I bet this place was really something when it wasn’t covered in red Solo cups and beer bottles and didn’t reek of alcohol and weed.
    “Adrian!” A tall, tanned brunette was waving her arms crazily and running in our direction. When she reached us, she threw her arms around Adrian’s neck and hugged him.
    I guess it never really crossed my mind that we might run into some of his ex-girlfriends, or flings, or whatever they may be. This girl was being a little too friendly with him to be just a friend, or if she was just a friend, then she wanted something else. We’d never spent much time talking about the people we had been with before we were together. The only reason Adrian even knew about Jason was because we ran into him the night we met.
    “Hey, Sam. How’s it going?” I could sense Adrian was feeling a little uncomfortable.
    “Oh my gosh! I’m so happy to see you! What has it been? Like six months? I’m so glad you came tonight! Let me get you a drink!” She grabbed his hand and started leading him into the kitchen.
    “Actually,” he pulled his hand from hers, “I’m kind of here with someone.” He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me to his side. “This is my girlfriend, Ava.”
    “Oh.” She looked me up and down with a look of disapproval in her eyes. She was clearly annoyed. “Nice to meet you, Ava.” She did a horrible job plastering a fake smile on her face and trying not to sound disgusted as she said my name.
    “Yeah, you too.” I sounded a little more bitchy then I had intended, but I wasn’t one to be fake when I knew someone was being fake with me.
    “Well, you two enjoy yourselves. I’m going to go get myself a drink.” She flipped her amazing long dark hair as she turned and walked into the kitchen.
    “Well, that was awkward,” I said.
    “Yeah. Sorry about that. I didn’t know she was back from Florida.” He sighed with relief; obviously happy that went as smoothly as it did.
    “And she is?” I asked, trying not to let my jealousy creep into my