The flight started boarding right on time. As they started calling those in first class to bored, Jeremy waved me over. "Dude!" he yelled, "Let's go!"...ooking down at my ticket, I didn't notice it was first class. "Dude!" I said walking towards Jeremy throwing my backpack over my shoulder. "Seriously?!" Yeah man," he replied with a smile. "Only way to travel!"Man did Jeremy have it all. Money, good looks, and a swagger about him that all the ladies loved. I could only imagine what it would be. I can keep my shit together.”“Good, but if we do this we should use the buddy system anyway. Look out for each other, check in occasionally, you know?” She giggled and winked.“Of course!” I was already in better spirits about the evening as I gave her one of the pills. “I’ll look out for you, but it’s your party, at your friend’s house, so-““Don’t worry,” she interrupted. She popped the pill into her mouth immediately and bit down on it before swallowing. “I’ll get you through the night. In. Paul seemed to take a measure of comfort from her words. Knowing that the emotional baggage he'd been carrying wouldn't be compounded by his choices tonight was a relief.The heel of his hand brushed against the side of her breast as he absently caressed her.Meeting his gaze, Marcy sighed softly as the silence between them grew. Like the entire evening, nothing about the silence was awkward. If anything, it was extremely soothing, offering her the opportunity to process everything that had been. I couldn't get Carmine's eyes out of my head! That look of pain and betrayal! God! Why couldn't I forget it? After what it cost me, why was it still haunting me?I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I was almost unaware of where I was until I pulled into my driveway. The first thing I noticed was the red pickup truck sitting there. Carmine's? It had to be. Carmine with a pickup truck. Funny thing was that I could almost remember a time when Carmine had talked about owning a truck. Was that a.