didn't really see. Carter was all he had. They were brothers. Carter put Tommy in rehab before they went on tour after Carter had to rush him to the hospital after he almost overdosed on Percocet's. Two days later Carter put him in a sixty day program and then a few weeks later they went on tour. Casey stood by Carter's side during Tommy's hospital stay and went to the rehab center every week once Tommy was aloud visitors. Lyla couldn't bring herself to see Tommy. She still had feelings for him but he hurt her. Bad. She called Casey everyday about his progress. The last time she saw him was at Beach Bums the night before they left on tour. Carter yelled up to Casey that he had to go. He was using her car and Lyla was driving her and Casey. He stood waiting at the bottom of the steps and as she made her appearance at the top of the stairs, his heart stopped. It literally stopped at the sight of her. She was an angel in turquoise. Hair down in her infamous blonde waves and a little more makeup on her than he was used to seeing on her. She wasn't wearing her converse which threw him for a loop. But she always wore them. She smiled down at him and he felt the air rush from his lungs. Lyla looked at him funny and quickly said something to tear Carter's gaze away from Casey. "Get your ass down here now, Casey Leigh. I need a drink." Carter had a hard time speaking because of her mesmerizing beauty. He wanted to tell her she looked heavenly but all that came out was " Why aren't you wearing your converse?" "Well, I just wanted to wear a more feminine pair of shoes tonight." She was simple and to the point. He rolled his eyes, grabbed Casey's car keys and told them he would see them in a bit. Just as he was getting ready to walk out the door Casey's phone rang. The ringtone was Jason Mraz's " I'm Yours." Carter looked at Lyla and mouthed " Who is that?" She mouthed, " Jordan." Fuck me, he thought. Casey practically floated over to the phone and answered it. " Hi Baby! How are you? What... wait I can't hear you. Ho.. Hold on Jor." She went into the kitchen. As she did Lyla grabbed Carter and pulled him in the corner of the living room with force. "Carter London, what the fuck was that!" "What are you talking about Lyla? What?" "I saw the way you looked at her. You are still in love with her. After all this time. It's true isn't it? Answer me, Carter." He stared at Lyla and she saw right through him. He let out a sigh and looked to the ceiling. "Damn it, Carter. What the hell are you thinking?" "I can't lie about it. It's all over my face isn't it?" "Um, yea. It's more noticeable than a seagull shitting on your head." "How did you know anyway Ly?" "Tommy told me years ago. He said you were in love with her but she thought you were a shit so she just rather had been friends with you rather than have you cheat on her and break her heart. Like he ironically did to me." "Shit Lyla. I can't help it." He ran his fingers through his hair. "I've always loved her. She's my whole heart and now she's with Reid. My chance has passed. I didn't say what I needed to say." "You got that right asshole. Jordan is the best thing that has happened to her in a very long time. She was sad because you left on tour and her pain in the ass mother is all over her shit as usual. He loves her Car and he is really good to her. He is a good guy. I'm sorry sweetie but I'm pretty sure she's in love with him too. She hasn't told me but I see how happy she is with him." She touched his cheek as Casey made her way back into the room. Her head down and the phone in her hand. She looked forlorn. "He's not coming. He is stuck in France till Tuesday." The look on her face broke Carter's heart. "What! Oh Case I'm so sorry honey. He will be back. Don't worry." Lyla went over to hug her. " Hey let's just go to Beach Bums and have some fun tonight and we can enjoy this handsome man right here's voice. We will do a pre-reunion Reunion." She looked up at Lyla with a