Finding Us (Finding #2) by Shealy James Page B

because of whatever was going on with her. Since there was no way in hell we were spending time with her after what happened at the beach, he wasn’t around as much either.
    It was our night to cook the day Parker found Becca and I flipping through bridal magazines. Wedding planning was always on the agenda with Becca, and we had just found the perfect flower arrangement when Parker came into the kitchen. He gave me a kiss on the top of my head then paused when he saw what I was reading. “You aren’t corrupting my girl, are you Becca?”
    “Yeah right,” she scoffed in disbelief. “You would’ve dragged her to Vegas already if you weren’t so afraid of her daddy.”
    He smiled and looked down at me. “True,” he said before planting the sloppiest kiss on my lips.
    “You two are so sweet. I’m glad that you finally figured out that you belong together,” Becca said with a wide smile on her face and her chin resting on her hand.
    “Me too,” Parker agreed without taking his eyes off me. “Now,” he paused and rubbed his hands together. “I have some good news.”
    “Yeah?” I said.
    “Yeah. Grady has been asked to send a demo of his songs for some record company. Some agent guy heard him at the bar and asked if he had anything he could share with a record label. Of course Grady never thinks about the future, so the answer was a big, fat no to that. He wants to record a couple of old songs, a few covers, and finish some of the ones we had started last year. He doesn’t really have the money for studio time, so he asked if we could do it in Pop’s basement.”
    “We?” I asked.
    “Yeah, he wants my help since it’s technically my equipment, and I helped him write a lot of his songs anyway. It should be interesting working at Pop’s considering that studio was built for my mom. Classical music and Grady’s kind of rock don’t quite mix, but he wants to add in some elements that’ll make him stand out and sound more unique. Either way I think this could be really cool for him.”
    I wanted to be happy, but all I could think was that Parker was going to be spending a lot of time with the band, which meant my perfect boyfriend would be spending time with the devil woman. Alexis .
    “Wait…you’re going to start hanging out with the band again?” Becca asked mirroring my thoughts.
    Parker’s eyes swung back to mine as if he could read our thoughts. “Yeah, but I told Grady that Alexis wasn’t welcome at Pop’s house.”
    I gave him a look that said, “Yeah right.” He must have understood because he added, “Grady agreed. He said he’d teach her the new songs once they’re finished. She isn’t interested in writing them anyway.”
    I could see the excitement written all over his face, and I was happy that he was going to be playing with Grady. I swear. Parker loved music, and Grady was a good friend of his. However the ever-present selfish side of me kept thinking that my life raft was about to float away without me. Time to be the supportive girlfriend. “Oh. Ok. Then that’s great,” I told him.
    Then Becca brought up another good point that didn’t even occur to me. “Is it just for the summer or are you going to try to balance school and the band?”
    “Just summer, I think. I don’t know,” he said. “I have no plans to ditch Maggie in law school if that’s what you’re asking.”
    I didn’t even want to think about that possibility, so I said what any supportive girlfriend would say. “Of course not. This sounds great for Grady, and he could definitely use your musical genius to make it all happen.”
    “Thank you, baby,” Parker said with a wide, model worthy smile before pressing a sweet kiss to my lips. Oh, the many sides of Parker. Swoon!
    Parker left the room to call Grady, and Becca gave me the look. You know, the one that says, “And you really think this is a good idea?”
    My response? “It’s fine, Becca. I trust Parker, and he loves playing with Grady and