In the other, an address scribbled down on a piece of paper, the one she had jokingly given me during one of our titanfall nights. ‘As if you would... ever come out here,’ she had told me. ‘Who knows? Maybe I’ll just use it to send you something for your birthday,’ I had replied, knowing she was probably right. But here I was, at her doorstep, wondering if my jeans and button up shirt were too flashy or too casual. I knew she would be surprised to see me, hopefully a happy sort of surprised.. The DJ continually nodded his head at me. There was a big smile gracing his face. He offered me a bottle of Vodka from his bar. I took it gladly and drank it bit by bit while dancing. Would you like me to join you in your dance? The DJ asked me curiously, winking his left eye at me. He was dressed in plain blue jeans that had slits on the thighs. His black sports jacket had the buttons worked loose to uncover the white shirt he was wearing beneath it. His leather shoes were pitch-black, just. " But, I do love you!" OK! So, will you marry me?" I can't. You're already married and anyway you're much older than me." Ah!" Damn! I didn't mean that." But it's true, isn't it?" Yes... Well, I suppose so." So, my Princess, why not enjoy what is happening? Be aware that it is going to be full of emotion, the full roller coaster. But you should emerge with more self-confidence and be able to find a man your own age who shows consideration, kindness and, above all, love. In the meanwhile I will. And Gaby is her youngest sister, so she's nine years younger than Stella.”Jacob nodded. “And Gaby and I were in the same class since preschool, so we're the same age.”“26.”“A full-grown adult.”I looked him over.He certainly was.I moved my hands off his body, tightened my curly bun, and shoved my thumbs into the pockets of my cropped sweatpants. “It's been so long. The last time we were in the same room, Stella was trying to stop you and Gaby from eating paste.”Jacob laughed. “We've seen each.