Pinkie Promises (A Promises Novella #1)

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nice getting out of the house today, but I still can’t help the nerves that swirl in my belly.
    “There’s no reason to be nervous. You only have to meet her and be done with it. I’ll be right next to you the whole time.”
    He knows me without me even expressing my thoughts. It’s like he can read my mind sometimes.
    “I know.”
    It doesn’t take us long to get to the beachside restaurant. It’s exquisite from the outside, as it sprawls wide with big white pillars on the porch. Another restaurant that looks like a house, but much bigger than the one we were at earlier.
    Everyone in this town oozes rich. But Jace and his family are far from that mentality, which is rare these days. Clutch in one hand and Jace holding onto my other hand, I stop, take a deep breath, and then enter with a smile plastered across my face. Jace winks at me right before we meet the clan. With Jace gripping my hand, he leads me to James and Jennifer straight away. Might as well get it over with. Jace gives my hand a light squeeze as we approach them.
    “I’m so glad you’re here,” James says, bending down to hug me. I hug him back. “This is Jennifer,” he introduces.
    She smiles brightly. “So nice to meet you. You and Jace, huh?”
    “Yeah. It’s new,” I tell her as a matter of fact.
    “Well, we’ll catch up later,” Jace tells them. He leans in to whisper in my ear, “There. Was that so bad? Just laugh like I said something funny.” His hot breath against my skin sends a shiver down my spine.
    Getting acquainted with everyone, we finally sit for dinner and the conversation flows. But it seems Jace and I are the topic of conversation and we roll with it. His arm spreads out on the back of my chair. Once, he even leans in to kiss me on the cheek, but I wasn’t expecting it and it ended up being on the lips when I turned my head in surprise. I was in shock for the remainder of the dinner. The PDA was very much alive throughout dinner, and I played the part quite well, if I do say so myself. But part of me wonders: was I really acting?

CHAPTER TWENTY
     
     
     
    SIMONE- Age 18
    It’s graduation day. Jace and I made it. But it was a day for goodbye, because he and I were going to separate colleges.
    “I didn’t realize I’d cry over saying goodbye to you,” I admitted, swiping the tears away.
    “Hey.” He bent down to look in my eyes. “It’s not like I’ll never see you again. I’ll see you on the holidays, and on breaks. I’ll even come visit you on campus. You can’t come to mine, because I have a reputation to build and a lot of girls to sleep with.”
    He was trying to make me laugh, and it worked. “You’re such a pig.”
    “I got you to laugh, didn’t I?”
    “This is just great, because now I’m laughing and crying.”
    “Come here.” Jace pulled me into him, and I didn’t want the moment to pass. He whispered in my ear, “You’ll always be my number one. So don’t think you can replace me just because we are going to separate colleges. Promise me.”
    I nodded into his shoulder, gripping his shirt for dear life. “I pinkie promise.”
    Letting me go, we hooked our pinkies together to promise. “We’ll talk every day, okay?”
    “Okay.” I nodded.
    “Now, show me that gorgeous smile before I drive off.”
    With both hands, I wiped my tears away and watched as he loaded into his car. With a wave, I smiled as best as I could and watched my best friend since the age of six drive off. We were no longer attached at the hip, and this was the first time I had to be on my own.
    It was time for me to spread my wings and be my own person.

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
     
     
     
    PRESENT: SIMONE
    It’s the day of the wedding. And the nervousness no longer resides in my belly. Jennifer isn’t so bad, but I will not be becoming besties with her. Maybe several years down the road things will be different, but I won’t be holding my breath.
    I can’t stop thinking about the kiss with Jace since it

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