Back To The Start Box Set: Five Full-Length Novels by Aly Martinez

Author:Aly Martinez [Martinez, Aly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: box set
Publisher: Aly Martinez
Published: 2018-03-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Six

Levee

“AND HERE IS Sam at four. We went for ‘All Night Long’ Lionel that year. I think it turned out pretty great,” Sam’s mom said as she turned the page of a huge photo album.

For over an hour, the two of us had sat at one of the corner tables flipping through page after page of Sam’s childhood. There were numerous pictures of Anne and Sam’s dad too. It was easy to see where Sam got his good looks, but after talking to his mom, it was easy to see how he’d turned out to be such an amazing man as well.

“All right. Enough is enough,” Sam said as he strolled up beside us with a beer in one hand and a gift bag in his other.

“Whatcha got there, hot stuff?” I asked as he placed the gift bag in front of me.

“Well, I figured we should show Mom our photo album too?” He tossed me a mischievous grin.

“We have a photo album?” I asked.

“Yep,” he answered as his smile grew. “Hey, Henry. Wanna see how Levee and I met?”

I immediately pushed to my feet as my eyes nervously flashed down to his mom. I did not want her to know how Sam and I had met. Hell, I wished Sam didn’t even remember how we’d met.

“Umm, maybe we shouldn’t do this here?”

Looping an arm around my waist, he tugged me against his chest and whispered, “It’s not what you think.”

I swallowed hard and searched his eyes, finding them dancing with humor. “Okay,” I breathed, sitting back down as everyone gathered around us.

After reaching into the bag, I pulled out a rectangular book. It was the shape of a license plate, and on the front, in an airbrushed font, was Sam & Levee 4-eva.

I started laughing, but as I opened the book, my vision began to swim.

Yeah, Sam had been busy.

Once upon a time… was written in script across the top of the page. The image was one of Sam’s composites where he’d cropped us together. And, for once, I wasn’t falling on my face. We appeared to be on a street corner, and Sam was sitting on the ground in filthy clothes, holding a cup for change, with Sampson sleeping at his side. His mouth was hanging open in awe as he looked up at me.

For me, he had used a still from one of my music videos where I was dressed from head to toe like the princess America viewed me as. My expression was fierce, and my curls were blown back away from my face while my leg peeked from the high slit in my sexy version of a ball gown.

“Oh my God,” I laughed.

The next page read: The princess met a pauper and gave him a job building her bookshelves.

The image was of me standing over him with my arms crossed while he looked like he was yelling at me, but in his hand was the unmistakable hollowed-out body of one of my Gibsons.

I sucked in a sharp breath, looking up at him in question.

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