Day by day, week by week and month by month, the days fly by. I can't keep track of it all. At first, it was a few days since Colten and I finally got back together, but then it was weeks and now it's been six months.

Our days have been spent like any normal couple for the first time. We've been going on dates, mostly to movies and the most recent one was too the zoo. Of course Colten didn't miss the chance to make sexual innuendos through those dates. Who would he be if he didn't?

"Are you just going to tease me? Of are you going to give me the damn brownie?" I glare at my boyfriend as he laughs at my pissed off behavior. I worry about his well being sometimes.

"You," he points his finger at me while finishing the rest of the delicacy. "Need to learn some manners."

"I was raised by Jackson," I give him a pointed look. "This is as good as you're going to get."

"True," he nods and grips my hips, bringing me over so I'm now straddling his lap.

The sun beats down on my sun dress clad body, the warm air rushing between us. We're currently on the football field of our school, Colten thinking it was an amazing idea to have a picnic this way. I don't mind, but turf always gets really hot and I'm starting to feel the effects.

"What?" I run my hands though his hair as he stares at me like he has something to say.

"What what?" I giggle softly as he smiles, pinching my sides. I jump slightly, my body jolting from the ticklish pleasure.

"Don't," I warn, I can already see the mischievous glint in his eyes.

"What?" He asks innocently, that same look on his face.

"You know what?" I give him that look and he laughs. That's also when he deems it the right time to start drilling his finger tips into my side. I squeal, my body flailing around with laughs pouring out of my mouth.

"Stop!" I scream, trying to pry his hands off of me while laughing and squirming. Colten laughs too, straddling my hips to I can't move as he continues his assault on me. "Colten!"

"Oh yes, baby," he groans. "Scream my name."

Problems.

I continue laughing and so does Colten until he hits that one spot on my side that has my knee jerking upwards, evidently assaulting his family jewels.

He groans for real this time, clutching his crotch and falling backwards. Still giggling, I crawl on top of him so my face is level with his.

"Are you okay?" I ask stupidly.

"Does it look like I'm okay after you kneed my balls?" He groans again, his face contorted in pain.

I roll my eyes and lean in so I'm close to his ear. "Do you need me to kiss them better?"

This gets his attention, his eyes snapping open to analyze my expression.

"Really?" He asks, eyes wide in excitement.

I smirk and push away from him. "Nope. This is what you get for tickling me."

He glares at me for that one, finally sitting up to watch me put away our left over food and Tupperware.

"You could help you know?" I tease, knowing he hates cleaning.

"Ha ha," he rolls his eyes, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me to his chest, my back against him. "Did I tell you how sexy you look in this dress?"

I shiver, and definitely not from being cold.

"No," I whisper, my eyes looking over my shoulder in time for his finger to slide under my strap.

"Well you do," his teeth nip at my ear. "So, so sexy."

I moan, my eyes shutting as he starts massaging my tense shoulders.

Finals are coming up in a few weeks and we've been given a million review packets that also have a billion pages. I'm stressed out already and I have three weeks until actual testing takes place.

Not for Colten, though, he'll be taking his finals next week. The seniors graduate in two weeks so they have to get all their exams done.

As the year winds down, Jackson has gotten a few acceptance letters, but none being from Seattle. He really wants to start his career off there, first playing college football and then later heading off into pro. He wants to play for the SeaHawks. It's been his dream ever since he was a kid.

College having to do with Colten is pretty easy. He's been accepted into Michigan State where he'll be attending all four years. This way he'll be close to me and live his dream. We figured this all out a while ago, he says it's all he'd want.

"You like that?" He questions, knowing very well that I do.

"Yes..." I whimper, leaning my head forward so he has more room to work his magic.

"My baby is all stressed out," he mumbles. "Maybe she needs more than a massage."

"If you're talking about sex," I wince when he grinds into a particularly tender spot. "Not here."

"Why not?" He asks, even thought I can tell he would never put me in that position. "You don't want the security cameras catching me fucking your brains out while you scream my name?"

I bite my lip, refusing to answer his absurd question. I should know by now that Colten does this kind of stuff.

"Hmm?" He presses his lips to the top of my spine, humming against my skin.

I'm suddenly rolled on to my back, Colten now situated between my legs. I feel his crotch against my own, but try not to think about it too much.

"It's been weeks, baby," he whispers against my neck, his tongue pressing flat against my pulse making my breath hitch. "Three and a half fucking weeks since I've got to feel your sweet pússy."

It has. I'm not sure why exactly we haven't been physical in a while, but we haven't. First, it was because of my period. Then, it was because I got busy with school work. And I guess I just couldn't make time for it like before.

"I'm sorry," I breathe, my hands threading his his hair as he leaves, wet, open mouthed kisses along the column of my neck and throat.

"Me too, baby," he grunts.

He lifts his head to look me in the eyes, a bright glint in them.

"What?" I brush his hair from his forehead.

"I just love you," he blushes as if he's said something wrong.

I grin. "I love you too."

And this leads to another kissing session that doesn't get any further than me pulling at Colten's hair and his lips sucking and biting my collarbone.

•••

"Nikki! Brittni!" Both my best friend and I turn towards the front door from the couch, seeing Jackson run in with his hand waving. I notice the piece of paper first.

"What?" I ask, my eyes on his.

"I got in," he whispers, eyes wide. "I got into U of W!"

My eyes widen and I hop off the couch, immediately running towards my brother and wrapping my arms around him.

"Oh my god!" I squeal, excited for this extreme accomplishment.

"I know!" He smiles, his body shaking with laughs. I pull away watching the excitement light up his face. I haven't seen him this happy in a while.

That's when I look over at Brittni who is staring at the ground. I know she's happy for him, she'll always support him, but it's a lot knowing that he's going to he so far away.

"I'll let you two talk," I say and walk out of the house with keys in hand. I text Colten and ask him to meet me at our favorite place, the park.

I hop in my car and drive to the neighborhood playground. It's a small little park that's really only meant for the neighborhood kids, but it looks like it hasn't been played on in years. This is the same play set that Jackson, Colten and I would go to ask kids. Despite the fact that we did have our own little tree house, we liked this one better.

I smile, rethinking of the memory where we would play "don't touch the lava" or hide and seek. Sometimes, occasionally, we would play tag. I always ended up crying, though because Jackson and Colten were faster than me. I would always get tagged and almost never get out of being the person who is 'it'.

When I finally make it to the park that is no more than two blocks from my house, I start walking towards the swing set. I don't sit long until Colten is next to me, both of us just idly rocking back he forth.

"Jackson got some good news this afternoon," I smile at him. He turns to me with a curious glance.

"About what?"

"College!" I grin. "He got into U of W!"

It takes a minute for Colten to realize what that means, but when he does he laughs.

"Really?" He grins. "Geez. I thought I'd be the first person he'd tell."

I giggle. "He literally just found out a minute ago. He needs to talk to Brittni so I left."

"Talk to her about what?" He questions.

"Well," I bite my lips. "Jackson is going to be heading half way across the country to attend college. What do you think they have to talk about?"

"Is she mad?" He asks, seeming more interested in the situation than I thought. What the hell?

"I don't know," I shrug. "I guess I wouldn't feel to great if the guy I'm in love with was leaving."

His face turns solemn as he nods, looking away quickly.

"Right," he nods and finally turns back to him, deeming indifference. "So how do you feel about Jackson going away?"

"I'm happy for him." I turn sad. "It'll be hard to be without him for so long, but at least I'll have you and Brittni. Plus, I can FaceTime him all I want and call."

He smiles, nodding even though that same look is in his eyes. I have no idea what's going on with him, but I guess if it was that important, he'd tell me right?

"My moms coming back to town Saturday," he tells me.

Misses Mathews is a really nice lady that I've hung out with a lot as a child. She was a stay at home mom for a while, up until Colten turned sixteen actually. His dad worked in Michigan up until his son was fourteen before leaving to New York to start another corporate tower. Misses Mathews decided to follow her husband after she was sure Colten would be fine on his own.

During the time that my parents were in and out while we were young, she would always have us at her house where she'd cook and clean for us. She was like a second mother to all of us. That's when we all got along.

When Colten started pulling mean pranks on me, she made me separate from them. I would help out in the kitchen and we would watch movies.

That stopped after she left. I still think of her as that mother figure, though. I think that's why I'm so excited for her to be coming back.

"That's great," I gush. "I've missed your mom."

"So have I."

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