The Promises We Keep (Made for Love Book 1) Read Online Free

would be different if Avery was in my small group instead of Addison. The two of them being identical, I would have been attracted to her, too. I wonder if I had met Avery first and then Addison later if our lives would be on the same course they are on now or if we ’ d be living separately. Luckily, such thoughts are just hypothetical. As it turns out, Addison was the one in my small group. Amazingly enough, I didn ’ t even meet Avery until the last day. I didn ’ t think much of it then. There were hundreds of us at the conference. Now that I know them so well, I think it ’ s crazy that they weren ’ t connected at the hip more often.
    In any case, Addie and I hit if off right away. She was fun to be around and easy to talk to; she was sweet and pretty and I loved the sound of her laugh. We soon discovered that we were the same age, in the same grade, and resided in the same city — Colorado Springs — but because our parents went to different churches and we didn ’ t attend the same schools, our paths had never crossed. Once they had, there was no way I was going to let her get away.
    We hung out all summer and, just before school started, I found the courage to ask her to be my girlfriend. I thought I was in love. Now, almost five years later, I know that wasn ’ t love — what I feel now, as I look into her beautiful brown eyes, alight with the happiness that always glows like this when she ’ s in my arms — yeah, this is love.
    “ Hey, babe, ” I say, returning her greeting before pressing a kiss to her lips.
    “ Enough already, ” chides Gray. “ Put her down so that the rest of us can say hello. ” I know he ’ s getting me back for a minute ago. I look at him over my shoulder before taunting him by kissing Addie one more time.
    He can ’ t do that with a woman he ’ s not brave enough to pursue.
    The guy has it bad. He refuses to do anything about it, even though I know Avery ’ s totally into him, too. Addie and I have been trying to convince them that the other is clearly interested, but neither of them will bite — this has been going on for months now. It ’ s ridiculous.
    When we first met, Grayson surprised me. I didn ’ t really know what to expect from the stranger that would be my roommate freshman year. My first impression was that he was a little intimidating — what with his height and his bulk — but then I soon found out that he wasn ’ t anything to be afraid of. He was reserved, definitely stubborn, and lost. Lost, but willing and eager to seek and find what it was he was missing.
    It has always been easy, being his friend, and it wasn ’ t long before I considered him to be the brother I never had. I trust him more than I trust anyone, except for Addie, of course. While he ’ ll always tell our story like he needed me, I think it ’ s the other way around. He challenges me, spiritually, mentally, and physically. He reminds me to laugh and relax and have fun because this is college, after all . And he encourages me not to take things for granted. These are all things I didn ’ t think I needed until I met him — until college became a reality and the pressure of my dream seemed to start weighing a little bit more than it did before.
    He really needs to start taking his own advice. He needs to stop worrying so much and go for it with Avery. Every day they fight it is a day wasted.
    “ So, while you two fight over the twins, I ’ m going to start making pancakes, ” says Sarah. “ And since I ’ m starving, and hotcakes are best — well — hot , don ’ t be surprised if all the blueberry are gone by the time you decide to play nice and join me for breakfast. ”
    “ Wait, we get options? ” asks Gray, drawn to the kitchen like a moth to a flame.
    “ Like I would host a pancake breakfast any other way! ” she scoffs.
    “ Sarah, you ’ re amazing. Follow me to medical school. I ’ ll pay you in flour to bake for me any time you want, ” I beg.
    “ Hmm,