Trey swings his arm around my neck and puts me in a headlock. “Nah, we’re going to the park.” His knuckles rub along my skull.
“I’d rather leave.”
“I’d rather get laid every night, but those days are long gone.” Trey, Grant and Rob laugh. Paige hits Rob in the stomach and he pulls her closer to him. They’re still in that happily-ever-after phase. When you don’t see your relationship as anything but perfect. I miss those times.