“Did you tell them about what happened in school?”
Sitting, Meagan’s eyes briefly filled with tears. “Yes. They were both devastated and I think a bit angry with themselves that I didn’t feel like I could talk to them about it. When I changed my degree plan though, my father really seemed to lighten up on the whole ‘You have to be greater than everyone’ bit. One thing’s for sure though,” Meagan said as she reached for an apple and took a bite. “They no longer compare me to Taylor.”
Laughing, I said, “Well, you had to go through a shit storm for that to happen.”
Meagan giggled and said, “But it’s over. I’m ready to move on with my life and help others.”
Tilting my head, I asked Meagan, “Whatever happened to the group of girls who used to spread all that shit about you?”
An evil smile spread across Meagan’s face. “You know, some crazy shit happened to each of them. The mastermind ended up having all her beautiful blonde locks fall out. Seems someone put something in her shampoo.”
Holding back my laughter, I shook my head and said, “You don’t say.”
Taking another bite of her apple, Meagan smiled bigger. “The other little bitch that fabricated the blowjob stories, someone spiked her toothpaste with black dye.”
Covering my mouth, I let out a laugh. “Holy hell. You didn’t?”
Letting out a laugh, Meagan nodded her head. “Oh, that was just the beginning. There was a reason we grew up with Will, Luke, and Colt and all the stupid ass pranks they pulled on us. I must say though, Luke driving in and being my accomplice was probably the nicest thing that bastard as ever done for me.”
My mouth dropped open as my eyes grew wider. “He didn’t? Did Libby know?”
“Yep. He did and yep, she supplied the dye,” Meagan said as she popped her p loudly.
Meagan and I busted out laughing as Grayson walked into the kitchen. I couldn’t help but notice how he stared at Meagan.
Turning to look at him, Meagan attempted not to be affected by the fact that Grayson was shirtless and just coming back from a run.
Meagan covered her eyes and looked away. “Jesus, dude put a T-shirt on. No one wants to look at your baby smooth skin. Ugh.”
Grayson leaned over and smiled at Meagan. “You’re just jealous my skin is smoother than yours.”
Meagan dropped her hands and looked at Grayson. “Puh-lease. Go practice your dance moves, you damn gigolo.”
Shaking my head, I reached back for my book and asked, “Seriously though, Gray, do you shave every day?”
Grayson grabbed a bottle of water and leaned against the counter. “Why look at this. Y’all are jealous of my silky smooth skin.”
Rolling my eyes, I said, “Please. You’ve had more skanks up on you th
an I care to know about. I’ll take my healthy clean skin over yours any day.”
Letting out a roar of laughter, Grayson sat next to Meagan as she moved away a little bit from him.
“I don’t have cooties, Meg,” Grayson said with a smile that surely would melt the panties off of any willing girl.
Raising my eyebrow, I asked, “You sure about that, Gray? When was the last time you got your little boy parts checked?”
Grayson’s eyes widened as his mouth fell open. “Little? Did you really just call my sergeant little?”
Meagan choked on her orange juice as I jumped up and hit her back as I died laughing.
As Meagan tried to control her cough, I looked at Grayson and shook my head. “Did you really name your dick, Gray?”
Pulling his head back like he was in shock I’d even questioned him, he nodded his head. “Fuck yeah, I did. Noah has a name for his too.”
Standing up, I said, “What? How do you know?”
Shrugging, Grayson smiled as the bottle of water hit the edge of his lips. “He told me.”