Later that same evening. Back yard. Dray and Lily run into each other.
Lily. Jumps in surprise. "Where the hell were you?"
Dray. Sneers. "I could ask you the same question."
Lily loosens up enough to grin. "Then let's agree to no questions?"
Dray relaxes, grins suddenly. "Deal."
Lily. "And don't scare me again. I almost kicked in your teeth."
Dray looks slightly intimidated. "What are you, some karate kid?"
Lily. "Hapkido, actually. Brown belt."
Dray. "Damn. Pity the guy who crosses you."
Lily. Casually. "The last one had stitches."
Dray. "What? You're not serious."
Lily. "Dead serious."
Dray. "Ho-ly shit. You and Mom would get along."
Lily's grin fades. "Yea, maybe not, kid. I don't do the whole mom thing."
Dray looks more serious. "If you ever mention this in public, I'll deny it, but my mom's okay. And also kind of a badass."
Lily. "Yea, I thought my last mom was okay, too, but I haven't seen her in four years. And the one before that died, so you know, that was cool." Sarcastically.
Dray. "I'm sorry."
Lily. "I survived. I always do."
Dray. Smiles. "You should talk to my mom. Really. She won't pressure you. Actually, I think she wants to take you and the other girls shopping or something. What do girls do for five hours?"
Lily grins in spite of herself. "Um, shop? What do guys do when they go shopping? Compare dick sizes or rate the women walking by?"
Dray. Laughs out loud. "Yea, something like that. She must be taking you to Victoria's Secret or some place for school shopping."
Lily. "I hate to break it to you, but Victoria's Secret is for sexy lingerie, not back-to-school clothing."
Dray laughs, even though he flushes slightly. "Do you know my girlfriend, Grace?"
Lily. "Yes, but if you're connecting this story back to sexy lingerie, I hope I don't have to hear it."
Lily, Dray, laughing, talking, Lucan calls and asks them to join a soccer game which soon involves all 12 Morgan children, 3 neighbor girls, and a stray dog who shows up half way through and ends up being adopted because no one can say no to Laina.
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