Holding On (Memories)
realise how much I changed in Devon until I spoke to Jayna again.”
She jumps from the car and I climb out, stopping her before she walks away. I grab her hand, and smooth some hair back from her hair. She turns her face into my hand.
“You have changed since I first met you, Princess,” I mutter. “But it's a good change. If your friends can't see that for what it is then they don't really deserve to call themselves your friend. You're damn amazing, Alexis Edwards, I mean that.”
Lexy presses her lips to my wrist and touches her hand to mine. “Will you come with me? I hate to ask, but if I get annoyed I can leave.”
“You know I'll come with you.” I turn her face to mine and softly kiss her. “I love you. I followed you to London, I think I can follow you to a nightclub.”
She smiles, her lips curving up into that adoring smile she keeps on reserve for me. “I love you, too.” She kisses me again.
“Oh- kay !” Jen whistles. “Can we go now? I don't wanna break up the lovey-dovey show goin' on, but I have shopping to do.”
I laugh and release Lexy, wrapping a friendly arm around Jen's shoulders. “Oh, how dull my life would be without you, Jen.”
Jen tilts her face upwards as we walk, and raises an eyebrow. “You act like you'd actually miss me if I wasn't around.”
“Well,” I say thoughtfully. “I wouldn't miss the constant headaches I get but...”
“Asshole!” She laughs and elbows my side. I let her go and laugh, slipping my fingers through Lexy's as Laura Ashley comes into view. I smirk as I see Bing stood outside the giant store, his hands in his pockets, and his eyebrows drawn together in a frown.
“I hate you for this,” he mumbles to Lexy.
She pats his arm. “I love you, too, brother dear. Now shut up and let's get on with it.”
I grin at their banter, and let Lexy link arms with Jen. “We'll just wait here for you, yeah?” I call hopefully. “I mean, we'll just get under your feet and that so...”
Lexy stops at the door and turns, looking at us sternly. “Nice try, Alec Johnson. Move it, guys.” She flicks her head and turns with an attitude-filled flair. Goddammit she's sexy when she turns that attitude on.
I roll my shoulders. Not the time or place.
“Fuckin' girls. Fuckin' shopping. I don't even like Jen,” Bing grumbles as we walk into the shop. “She drives me mad.”
“Jen drives everyone mad,” I reply. “She just saves a little bit of special madness for you.”
Bing huffs, and follows a blonde sales assistant with his eyes as she passes. He whistles low, and she looks over her shoulder, sees us, and smiles. Lexy spins to us with her eyebrows raised. I crook my thumb towards Bing with a shrug.
“Back in a minute,” Bing mutters, and walks towards her. I swallow a bubble of laughter as they begin talking.
“Fucking pig.” Jen curls her top lip in disgust, and goes back to her perusal of the wallpaper.
“He's just being a guy,” I defend as my eyes run down the flowery papers she's looking at. Blue flowers. Pink flowers. In fact, there's four different pink ones. Exactly the same. This is insane. “Can't you just pick a wallpaper?”
“Then guys are pigs,” Jen responds sharply. “And no, I can't “just pick a wallpaper,” Alec. There's a method to this, you know.”
“There's a method to putting it on walls,” I mumble. “And it ain't gonna get done if your methods take ten years to work through.”
Jen pivots on the balls of her feet, and smacks my chest with a rolled up paint chart. “Suck on it, Johnson. My flat will be a work of art and no impatient, penis-brain-thinking moron is going to stop that. Got it?”
I nod once. “Got it.”
Lexy glances over her shoulder at me, her lips curled up on one side. I shrug innocently, shoving my hands in my pockets, and look around. The girls begin to talk shades of I don't even know what, matching colours on the wallpaper with colours on the chart. I follow them aimlessly, searching for Bing. Where the hell is he?
We pass the spot we left him talking to the blonde sales assistant and they're still stood talking. I clear my throat and elbow him in the back as I pass him, and he hastily says goodbye to the girl, pocketing his phone.
“Sorry about that,” he says nonchalantly. “I was just, er...”
“Finding a new hole to score in?” Jen says over her shoulder icily.
Wow. She really does have the hots for Bing.
Bing runs his eyes down her body and back up until
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