Hey, you've reached Alex. I'm probably out with my car, ignoring everything around me. Leave a message and I'll get back to you. Maybe not in a promptly manner, but c'mon, you know my baby. No wonder I'm not here for you.

Alex curled an arm around Lucy, pulling her close to him, giving her a hug. "Things are going to work out," he told her, voice soft. He didn't know how things were going to work out. God, how did everything get so crazy in the span of 48 hours? He'd stormed off to Vegas in a fit of pure rage. Classes were over with. There was No. More. ( Read more... )

New York was exactly what Alex needed right now. Los Angeles was suffocating him. L.A. meant his father and school and the family business, and he wanted everything but that right now. He wanted to relax and forget everything. He wanted to forget the pressures of having to be the perfect son. The perfect protege. He had a brother. Tyler ( Read more... )

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