I chuckled and drew my hand back, “Come on, you need to stop being nocturnal.”

”No, I like the darkness,” she waited a second, “The dark side has alcohol and hot ladies…. Oh!  And brownies.”

I understood the first two since she loved going to clubs but I didn’t know where the brownies came from, “Brownies?”

”Mhm, your mom makes ‘em.”

I grabbed a pillow and hit her with it, but she just chuckled, “Get up… please?”

She groaned, “Fine!  Go grab some food that’ll take at least a few years off our lives and I’ll put a movie on.”

I patted her on the back, “I knew you’d see it my way.”  I made my way out of the room and down stairs.  I spent several minutes ransacking the pantry and the fridge before I made my way back upstairs with my artery-clogging food choices.

Riley was already situated in bed, now wearing a gray tank top, leaning back against the pillows, “I decided that we are going to watch The Proposal.”

I rolled my eyes and joined her in bed as I placed the food between us, “If I didn’t know better, I would think that this was your house and not mine.”

She grabbed the plate of chocolate covered fruit, “That’s because you’re my bitch.”

I quirked my eyebrow, “If I’m not mistake-“

”Don’t even go there, Carlin.”

I smirked and grabbed a chocolate covered strawberry, “That’s what I thought.”

We stayed like that, watching movie after movie while eating our food, until dinner time.  We then got up to get the pizza from the delivery guy.  We spent the meal talking about the different things going on in the news before she got dressed and headed out to go to some clubs and I headed back to the beach.

This time, I drove there without my headlights ever being on and I parked car on the far side of the parking lot.  There was no way in hell I was going to let Ashley take this spot away from me, but I was still going to be cautious, thus why I stood next to my car got at least 15 minutes, just staring at the entrance into the parking lot.  Only once I was sure she wasn’t coming did I move onto the hood of my car, but I still stared at the entrance for a good 10 minutes.  I began to berate myself after that so I forced myself to look away.