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"HOLY SHIT-" Pierce's voice erupted through the car, the tires drifting to the side. I gripped the center console, holding my body in place as the smell of rubber burning against the ground entered through the vents of the car. I fell back into the leather backseat, my head spinning as the car took a sharp drift, spinning almost in a full circle.

"What the fuck are you doing, Reese?!" Pierce shouted, clutching onto the side of the door., the car falling into a forced halt. An exhale escaped from my chest, parting my lips as I regained my balance once the car had stopped. A chuckle of pure relief left my lips when the car was thrown into park and I regained my full conscience.

"What?!" Reese defended, her voice snapping through the fear in the car. I watched her plump pink lips pull at the corners, a smirk proudly dancing onto her face. It was clear Reese was quite proud of the stunt she had just pulled. "Xander is never going to let me race if I can't even drift. You're being ridiculous, Pierce-"

Not this fight again.

"Ridiculous?!" Pierce snapped, his gray eyes wide as he stared over to his little sister in the driver's seat, her hands clutched around the leather steering wheel. I watched as fury radiated off of Pierce's body, his crystal gray eyes clouded with a deep annoyance. A scoff escaped his lips, in disbelief at Reese's defense. "You almost fucking killed us, Reese! Do that shit again, and the car will flip."

"No, it will not." Reese scoffed back, sinking back into the leather driver's seat and letting out a huff, clearly frustrated with her older brother.

"Forget it, because you are not racing." Pierce demanded, mocking the same muttered huff beneath his breath. There was no room for argument left with his stern tone, declaring that Reese was going to lose this battle before she even entered it. "No way in hell Xander or I are letting you get behind a wheel in the race."

"That's such bullshit Pierce, and you know it." Reese snapped back, her whole body shifting in the driver's seat as she threw her arms out in annoyance before crossing them over his chest, the leather of her jacket snapping against his strict movements. "Xander would let me, it's you that won't. It's not fair-"

"Yeah, and Xander's not your guardian. I am" Pierce wasted no time, his jaw clenched tightly and his eyes forming a glare at his argumentative sister-but that was just who Reese was and he knew it. "I don't give a shit what's fair. You are sixteen, Reese."

My eyes rolled to myself, a small sigh escaping from my parted lips as I sunk into the leather interior of the backseat, watching as the two of them went back and forth. It wasn't the first time they had this argument, it wasn't even the tenth time...in this week. Although I hoped we could skip it for today since it had been Thanksgiving. We were all supposed to be meeting at Xander's for a Thanksgiving dinner tonight, but Reese had begged Pierce and I to take her practice driving for her license test which was next week-but it was clear she had bigger plans.

"Seventeen in three months." Reese corrected, adding more fuel to the fire that was already burning inside of Pierce.

Oh no.

It was true, Reese was sixteen going on seventeen...somehow. It was almost unbelievable how time had been passing by us. It was a year and ten months since Pierce and I had gotten engaged and we still were, the both of us agreed to not rush a wedding and focus on college for now but it had been approaching faster than I had ever thought. We were both twenty and it felt like the time around us was sped up, Pierce would be turning twenty-one this upcoming week.

The summer after we had gotten engaged, Pierce and I went through a custody battle to gain guardianship of Reese. Mrs. Gunner had bettered herself since the death of Vance, she had been sobered since but still agreed to sign over custody for the benefit of Reese. Reese was fifteen when she had moved in with us and while raising a teenage was hard at nineteen, we had our help. All the Gunner siblings had stepped in to help, although Reese lived with us. The battle to gain guardianship of Reese was nearly impossible with how young we had been and Pierce's not-so-stellar criminal record, but Annabeth; the Gunner's family social worker, fought for us till we officially received it.

"Forget it, Reese." Pierce demanded, reaching for the handle of the passenger door and pushing himself out of the door. "Aspen." Reese groaned, looking back to me as her eyes followed Pierce walking around to the opposite side of the car. I put my hands up near my shoulders, my palms facing her as I shook my head slightly.

"Reese, I'm not getting into it. This is between you and your brother." I stated, forcing a small smile. I had been listening to this exact argument for about a month and Pierce wasn't letting up on his decision in the slightest. Reese also wasn't letting up on her proposal, the two of them would never reach a compromise. Pierce whipped the driver-side door open, nodding his head towards the passenger seat to signal for Reese to move over.

"You said you'd let me drive-"

"That was before you tried to kill me and my fiancee, now move over," Pierce demanded, his jaw clenched as his eyes bored down into Reese with not an ounce of patience left. Reese huffed once more before climbing over the center console and slipping into the passenger seat, pulling the seatbelt tightly over her chest.

The Gunner family tradition had always been that each Gunner child had joined at the age of fifteen. They were all introduced to the cruel unforgiving world of which Cresmont was collided with at a very young age. When Pierce and I were in the process of becoming legal guardians of Reese, we talked about Reese's initiation into Crestmont. Pierce decided she was too young...to innocent. After a fight with Xander, they both agreed to wait till her sixteenth birthday. Reese was pissed, but the truth was she wasn't raised the same way the rest of the Gunner's were-and that was thanks to Pierce's protection. The rest of them have been exposed to the cruelty of the world by the age of fifteenth, but Reese was guarded in a way none of them were. She wasn't ready like they had been.

Nine months ago on February 14th, Reese turned sixteen. She got her learner's permit and joined Crestmont on the same day, despite Pierce's attempt to shield her from it forever. Since being initiated, Pierce was very restrictive on what she could do. She was not allowed to attend the club, not allowed to take part in deals, and not allowed to race. Reese pleaded with him to let her be more involved but Pierce wanted to do nothing but protect her from the reality of it all. One thing that had been a fight more than ever lately had been the racing...Reese was fascinated and getting her license's next week which sparked it all.

"You're such a hypocrite. Do you even realize what you were doing at my age?" Reese's blue eyes rolled as she spared a glance towards Pierce who took off down the lightly-covered snowy road, not sparing Reese a single look.

Don't even remind me...

"Reese." I interrupted before the bickering worsened, I forced myself to get involved despite trying to stay out of it. I knew she was right and I knew what Pierce was doing at her age. If she was anything like Pierce had been at sixteen, her racing would be the least of our worries-but they weren't the same. "I understand you're frustrated, but Pierce is just trying to protect you. I know you don't exactly see it, but neither of us wants anything to happen to you. Racing can be dangerous, and you don't even have your licenses yet-"

"Oh come on, you too, Aspen?! I'll have my licenses next week, so why can't I just be put in one race? You all got to do it and you still do it. One time isn't going to kill me-"

"Until it fucking does, Reese." Pierce snapped, anger radiating off of his body as I watched through the rear-view mirror, his dark clouded gray eyes glancing over to Reese as his hands remained clutched tightly around the steering wheel. "You seriously think I'm going to let you get behind the wheel in a fucking drag race with no experience? I am not going to lose you because you're chasing some thrill, that is the end of this discussion. Now stop pushing it or you can kiss going to your driver's test goodbye."

And there it is...

My eyes flung shut, taking in a deep inhale as Pierce's words cut through the tension in the car. More fuel to the fire, except this one was Reese. We had pulled into the apartment complex parking lot, originally only being five minutes away. "You're a fucking asshole!" Reese shouted, tears welling up against the surface of her eyes. She shook her head in disbelief before opening the door and storming out of the car, not sparing a second as she rushed towards the glass doors.

"Newsflash, Reese-I am your older brother, I don't give two shits if I'm an asshole!" Pierce shouted after her as she rushed into the building. Fantastic...just what we needed on Thanksgiving. Pierce pushed the driver's seat forward, allowing me to climb out of my car and immediately be hit with a gush of wind.

"Why did you do that?"

"Do what?" Pierce asked, his eyes still fixated ahead.

"Threaten her driver's test like that. You know she's been talking about getting her licenses for the past nine months, don't you dare hold something like that over her head." I didn't care what Pierce said, he was not going to stop her from taking her test next week. I knew it was nothing more than an empty threat but I wasn't going to watch it crush her.

"She's not ready." Pierce declared, his eyes pulling away from the glass doors of our apartment complex and back to me. The two of us stood in the car-filled parking lot, flakes of snow falling across our clothes before melting off into water droplets. His gray-colored gaze moved towards me, his body hovering over mine as his breath faltered in a small cloud in the frigid air. I studied his face for a moment, watching his jaw stay clench as his lips parted, his eyebrows creasing together as he stayed stern.

"She's not ready?" I questioned, my hands clutching around the sides of his leather jacket and pulling myself closer to him. The closer I got, the more warmth radiated over me in waves. "Or you're not ready?" I knew what the truth was. Reese was ready to get her licenses...and as much as I hated to admit it, she was even ready to race but Pierce wasn't ready for that.

His eyes flickered for a moment, my words cutting like a knife. Realization hit him like a tidal wave, the truth that he couldn't suppress forever. He knew the reality of the situation, and it was that he wasn't ready...not Reese. "Aspen, she's sixteen-"

"I know." I swallowed hard, my words tasting bitter in my mouth. Reese was growing up, it was hard for us to swallow but we couldn't hold her back because of it. "She is sixteen, almost seventeen and she's an official member of Crestmont. I get that you are trying to protect her Pierce and you still can, but you can't do this-you can't keep her locked away from everything. Think about what you were doing at sixteen-"

"No don't." Pierce's hands clasped over mine, ripping them away from his jacket and holding them in his instead. "Reese didn't grow up the way I did. Her at sixteen versus me at sixteen isn't comparable because I did everything I could to protect her from everything that happened to me."

By sixteen, Pierce had been raped, manipulated, abused, addicted to sex, smoking, and alcohol. After that, he vowed he'd never let Reese get to that point and he had done a fantastic job practically raising her when their parents were off chasing their next buzz but that didn't mean he could hide her from everything forever.

"And she could not of been luckier to have someone like you to watch over her but she's growing up, Pierce..." I trailed off, a tension shifting between the two of us. He was hearing me. He didn't want to, but he was. "I'm not by any means saying let her start running deals and attending the club, I'm just as protective of her as you are but...keeping her cramped up will only make her sneaky. Maybe start by letting her attend a race with you? It's just a start."

"Who knew raising a teenager was going to be this hard?" Pierce muttered the words quietly, coming to terms with that he did have to start to give her some kind of freedom or she would only begin to resent him. His fingers slipped across the surface of the diamond, twisting the band of my engagement ring on my hand as he stared down at it intensely.

"Just be glad she's not like you were." A small laugh escaped my lips, but I couldn't help but be fearful of the idea of raising a sixteen-year-old Pierce. His eyes snapped up to mine, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean, Ambrosia?"

"Seriously?" I cocked an eyebrow at him, breaking away from him as the two of us headed inside, filled with warmth as soon as we escaped the outside. We rode up in the elevator, watching as the number of the floors went up as we rose to the higher floors of the building.

"I was perfect-" Pierce defended as we exited the elevator together, approaching closer towards our apartment door which was left cracked open from Reese not shutting it all the way.

"Perfect?" I scoffed a laugh, "Oh please, Gunner-when you were sixteen, you made Satan himself look like an angel."

I wiped off the bottom of my converses and slipped off my jacket before walking towards the kitchen, hearing nothing but music blasting in a faint echo from Reese's bedroom. My body was halted as a hand wrapped tightly around my wrist. Whiplash hit me as I was whirled around to face Pierce who kicked the front door shut behind him.

"What was that, Ambrosia?" Pierce tested, his eyes playfully teased as his gaze looked down to me. His grip on my wrist didn't lighten, pulling me closer to his body. My chest was to chest with his, the scent of his cologne filling my nose-sending a sense of comfort over my body.

"You heard me, Gunner." I teased back, feeling the grip from his fingers around my skin release. "You corrupted everything you touched."

"The only thing I've ever corrupted was you." His lips tugged into a tight smirk, leaning down closer to me so our faces were only inches apart. I could smell the scent of peppermint radiating from his breath, slipping between his lips as he moved in closer to me. Pierce pressed his lips to mine, pinning my body against his with his hand to the small of my back. My hands slipped to his chest, my palms laying flat against the cotton of his shirt as he backed me into the wall.

My back smacked against the drywall, leading to a small bang sound. Neither of us broke away, our lips moving with one another. His lips molded into mine, moving slowly and pulling on my bottom lip gently. My left hand moved to the nape of his neck, my fingers running through the ends of his hair as I pulled myself closer into him.

The kiss became urgent. Hungry as his tongue slid across my teeth, asking for entrance. Pierce's arms slid around my waist, his hands resting on my ass before hoisting me up from the ground. My body fell deeper into his, my chest pinned against him as my legs crossed over each other, keeping my body tightly wrapped around his. Without leaving my lips, he walked away from the front door and further into the apartment and towards the kitchen.

Pierce's tongue found mine, mixing with each others as our lips parted for only milliseconds at a time. He slid me onto the island countertop, my back arching and pressing my body into his. Pierce's hands rested on my thighs, sliding up the denim of my jeans before hovering over the button near the center of my stomach. His fingers slipped the button open with ease, his hand sliding into the entrance of my jeans.

I felt his cold fingers graze against my skin, sneaking beneath the lace of my underwear and further down to my clit. Pierce rubbed in circular motions, a moan escaping from my lips and into his. I could feel a smirk of proudness tug against his lips, deepening our kiss. He broke away from our kiss, the both of us attempting to gain back our breath. His forehead pressed against mine, his fingers still rubbing against my clit.

"You're so fucking wet," Pierce muttered, still breathless from our kiss. I bit at my lip, my head leaning back as the pleasure overtook my body. His touch was everything I needed. I kept my eyes closed, my body squirming against his fingers as he went deeper into my jeans, his fingers rubbing against my slit.

I felt a hand wrap around my neck, Pierce's thumb and index finger pressing into my jawline as he forced me to look up at him. My eyes fluttered open at the pressure of his hand on my neck, making my stomach twist into knots. His fingers grazed over my entrance, pushing slightly but enough to drive me crazy.

"I want to fuck you." Pierce's eyes bored intensely into mine, his pupils covering the surface of his gray irises the longer her looked at me. "Then what are you waiting for?" I forced the words out, feeling his fingers enter inside of me. My pleasure came to a halt when my words shifted through the air, Pierce breaking away from me. I slid myself off the counter, taking that as my signal to head to the bedroom.

A hand grasped at my wrist, whirling me back around to Pierce once again. "Where are you going?" He cocked an eyebrow at me, hovering over me. "I didn't say I wanted you to go somewhere else. Now pull your pants down and bend over the counter."

"But Reese-" I started, my face heating red as his words crashed into me. My stomach twisted into knots, a lump forming in the back of my throat.

"She's too pissed at me to come out of her bedroom," Pierce said breathlessly, spinning me around and pinning me up against the edge of the marble countertop. His hands gripped the sides of my jeans and forced them down my legs along with my underwear until they were on the ground and off of my ankles. The entire bottom half of my body was exposed, Pierce's hand smacking against my ass with force-undoubtedly turning it bright red, before gripping onto me.

My breath hitched at the back of my throat, my stomach knotting at his touch. I couldn't explain it, but somehow after we had gotten engaged; our sex life had gotten---better? I didn't fear Pierce's dominance anymore, I craved it instead. He was the only person who would make me safe.

I felt Pierce's dick slide against my lips as he separated my legs further apart. I bit at my lip nervously, glancing in the direction of Reese's bedroom. I hoped Pierce was right, if he wasn't-Reese would have endured more therapy than she already did. I gripped the edge of the counter, my back arched against Pierce as he inserted himself into me. My pussy was filled immediately, my walls squeezing tightly around him.

My mouth gaped open, a moan escaping my lips as the pleasure flooded over my body. Pierce's left hand gripped my hip, his right hand resting on the counter as he kept his body weight hover over me. He yanked my body back forcefully, allowing me to take all of him inside of me. My entire body clenched with pleasure as he trusted hard into me.

"You're taking it so well, baby." His voice was breathless, his chest rising and falling as his fingers grazed down my spine. I hid my face, allowing my head to fall and my brown hair shielding me from the blush on my face being seen. Our bodies collided with each other's with each slow, intenseful thrust that Pierce had taken into me.

My body shook with every pound, his dick reaching deeper and deeper until it couldn't anymore. "Pierce." I moaned out his name, throwing my head back as my eyes closed shut tightly. His hand reached around to the front my neck, clutching around it as my head stayed back.

"Louder." He demanded, his fingers digging into the sides of my neck.

"I-I can't." I whispered out, struggling to get out my words. Pierce had slown down, inching himself in and then out. Slowly. I could feel the smirk on his lips as he teased me, my body aching for more.

"Why?" He slammed into me before slowly pulling back, my walls feeling every inch of him. "Don't want everyone to know you're mine? Moan."

"Reese." I huffed, annoyed by the teasing but trying to remind him that his little sister was only a few doors away. He ripped himself out from me, grabbing me by the hips and flipping my body over forcefully. My back dug into the counter, Pierce's hands engulfing my ass as he lifted me up and slid me onto the countertop.

His gray eyes bored into me, his body tense, and his chest heavy as he looked down at me. His eyes danced over my body, taking in every inch as he sucked in a sharp breath before pushing my legs back and forcing my back to lay down on the countertop. Pierce's hands gripped my inner thighs, pushing my legs further apart as he leaned over and pressed his lips to the center of my legs, trailing further and further down.

A loud moan escaped my lips despite my efforts to contain it when his lips moved against my pussy, his tongue sliding up and down my slit. "Fuck." I moaned loudly, my hands tangling in his hair. I glanced down to see Pierce eating me out, not wasting a second of time. My entire body squrimed against his tongue, pleasure radiating through every inch of my body.

His hands gripped at my thighs, keeping my legs separated and opened for him. My back pressed into the cold marble countertop, sending a chill down my spine. His tongue worked wonders, moving in circular motions as he pressed deeper into me. My moans became louder, unable to be compressed, my body arching as I was about to reach my climax.

Pierce noticed, breaking away from me breathlessly. "You're a dick." I scoffed, knowing he had broke away right before he knew I was going to finish. "Say that again." Pierce gritted, his teeth clenched, his eyes taunting me as he hovered over my body.

"You're. A. Dick."

"And you're my slut." Pierce's voice rang through my ear as he reinserted himself into me. A sharp pain rung through my body at first but dissipated within seconds, quickly turning into pleasure. I was stilled laying across the countertop, Pierce's palms placed flat against the marble and his torso hovering over mine.

My legs wrapped around his waist, an attempt to push him deeper inside of me. "You're going to moan." He leaned in closer, his lips grazing against the corner of my ear. I could feel his hot breath falter across my skin, the scent of his cologne filling the holes of my nose. "As. Loud. As. I. Want. You. To."

"Harder." I moaned, pleading with him.

"Not loud enough."

"Harder." I moaned once more, this time my voice echoing throughout the kitchen. Reese please have that music blasting...

I must have pleased Pierce because his thrust become harder. Faster. Pounding into me like his life depended on it. "You're going to cum all over my dick." Pierce ordered, his dominance leaving no room for argument, but I wasn't going to.

His hands grabbed my hips, thrusting into me while pulling my body to slam against his dick. My back arched off the countertop, my body releasing as the pleasure began to build up in every inch of me. "Ah." I moaned, not being able to hide it despite chewing down on my bottom lip. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I took him in me, not wanting it to stop.

It only took a matter of deep, hard, pounding thrust till I was cumming all over him. I felt the sticky liquid run down the sides of my thighs. Pierce followed in seconds, his cum filling up inside of me. I could feel the heat enter into me, his cum coating my walls as I laid there in a complete pool of my own mess, sweat dripping off the sides of my face as I attempted to regain control of my body.

Pierce was just a breathless as me, sweat treading down his body. He slowly released himself from me, leaning in and pressing a small kiss to my lips. I felt his teeth bite down on my bottom lip lightly, tugging back slowly before releasing it. "Good girl." He whispered, his body breaking away from mine.

There was a knock at the door, my eyes widening as the knock turned into an echo in my ears. My heart raced in my chest as I looked over to Pierce, not knowing who the hell could be here. Pierce's eyes were just as wide as mine as he gathered his clothes, quickly pulling them on one by one. I couldn't move, cum trailing down the sides of my thighs-which would only worsen if I stood up.

Pierce grabbed a towel from a nearby closet, tossing me a towel. I quickly wrapped the towel around my naked body, sliding myself as slowly as I could off the counter and running a paper towel over the marble top. The door opened before Pierce and I could reach it, revealing Aster and Evangeline-both of them walking in with smiling faces.

Shit. I completely forgot they were stopping by.

Pierce quickly looked back at me, his eyes still wide as he sent me a look of Oh-Fuck. I clutched the towel tighter around my body, knowing it was too late to make a run. I shifted my legs together, trying to avoid anything from becoming too obvious.

"Good Morning!" Evangeline's voice chirped as she and Aster entered the kitchen, the front door swinging shut behind them. "We have your clothes for the wedding-" Aster began, holding up a suit that was covered in an overlay of plastic to keep it protected from the outside world. Aster and Evangeline froze when they looked at Pierce and I, their eyes darting quickly between the both of us as we tried to keep our distance.

"Um...Aspen," Evangeline trailed off, setting down my bridesmaid dress onto the table. "Where are your clothes?"

"Oh," I clutched tighter onto the towel, my fingers digging into the cotton. My chest tightened and a lump built up in the back of my throat. I glanced over to Pierce, wearing a pleading look. "I just got out of the shower."

Evangeline's mouth dropped immediately at my words, not buying a second of my lie. She quickly realized exactly what we had been up to, quickly trying to change the subject instead of making me face my own embarrassment. "Oh okay." Evangeline forced a smile, attempting to move on from the awkwardness, "Well we just wanted to drop the suit and dress off for Saturday-"

"Your hair isn't wet." Aster cleared his throat, cutting into what Evangeline had been saying. It obviously didn't click for Aster why there was a sudden change of conversation. His green eyes flickered between Pierce and then to me, then back again. His jaw clenched, studying the both of us before his pupils widened in realization. "You can't be fucking serious!"

It clicked.

"Alright, Aster. We dropped it off, we can go-" Evangeline tried, walking over to Aster and grabbing onto his hand as she tried to pull him towards the front door. My face became bright red, my whole body becoming heated from the embarrassment that filled every inch of me.

"You were fucking my sister in the kitchen?!" Aster shouted, practically being held back by Evangeline as he pointed a finger at Pierce. Anger radiated off of him, a groan escaping my lips as I buried my face in my hands. "Are you out of your goddamn mind?!"

Please let this be over.

"Well considering we're both adults, have been together for almost three years, and she's my FIANCEE." Pierce pointed out the obvious, rolling his eyes at Aster in clear annoyance that this was even a discussion. "Yes, Aster, I was fucking her."

"Oh my god." I groaned, shaking my head in my hands, peaking through as I watched Aster almost lung himself towards Pierce. Evangeline stepped in front of him, pushing him back and offering both of us a small smile. "We're going to go, we'll see you later for dinner, okay?"

"Okay." I nodded, watching as Evangeline dragged my brother out of the apartment. Once the door swung shut, I could hear the furies from Aster as his voice echoed from the hallway. "Oh my God..." I groaned once more, shifting against the discomfort of the humiliation I felt. "That could not of been more embarrassing than what it was."

"It's okay." Pierce chuckled, not sharing the same embarrassment as me as closed the distance between us. He tucked a lose strand of hair behind my ear, his thumb wiping over my cheek as he looked down at me in reassurance. "You're twenty years old, Aspen. I think you're allowed to have sex."

Pierce was right. I was twenty and engaged to a boy I've been with for what marks three years in just a little less than a month. But that didn't mean I needed my brother knowing the details of my sex life-and that included, where it happened.

"Do you think I still get to be best man?" Pierce's voice pulled me from my despair, a small chuckle releasing from my lips. I looked up to him, meeting his eyes as his lips curled up into a smile-he was just trying to make me laugh.

"The wedding is in two days, I think it'd be too late to switch." Aster and Evangeline were getting married on Saturday, just in two days. Their engagement was long but the two of them-and by two, I mean Evangeline-wanted everything to be perfect. She had been perfecting every little detail for years and it had finally come.

I couldn't believe they were getting married. I was estatic for them and I was thrilled to be able to call Evangeline my sister because she had been there for me since I moved to New York. They both complimented each other, but Evangeline brought out a completely different side of my brother-one that had been long forgotten after we went through the grief of our mother. I was convinced the only reason he was still stable and not in jail was because how level-headed Evangeline had kept him...for the most part.

Pierce was the best man and I was the maid of honor, it was special for us to walk down the aisle together and support two people that we cared about immensely.

"I'm going to go shower and start getting ready for dinner tonight." I bounced on the heels of my feet, keeping the towel wrapped around my body tightly. "You need to go talk to your sister. I mean it, Pierce."

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Welcome to The Longest Ride of your life ;) I cannot believe we are here and if you have stuck with me this long, I cannot say thank you enough!!! It certainly has been a ride (no pun intended)

I came up with this series when I was a senior in high school, seventeen years old and in gym class on the sidelines because I had been sick. Left with my own thoughts and daydreams, the concept for Ride Or Die had hit me. I published the first book on Wattpad when I was eighteen years old and now I'm twenty-two. And now here we are :)

I plan to try and get it published within a year or so. So if you are here now, you get to say you're one of the originals! Mark it here :)

The Longest Ride will continue to follow Pierce and Aspen on their journey, this time as fiance and fiancee---but soon to be husband and wife. Their ride will not be short, instead full of twist and turns as they navigate the world of Crestmont together and tie up all lose ends from the past years of their lives.

If you would like to be regularly tagged when new chapters are posted, please comment to let me know!

Please check out the trailer for this book! My wonderful and talented boyfriend put hours into making it for me evan_jablo ♥♥♥

First question time of this book:

1) Reese is part of Crestmont officially. Her commencement was even delayed from fifteen to sixteen because of Pierce. How do you feel?? Any theories for what Reese being in Crestmont will play out to be??

2) Thoughts on Aspen and Pierce finally gaining legal custody of Reese until she is eighteen? How do you expect to see that dynamic as Pierce and Aspen as her parents in a sense play out??

3) Do you expect Reese to be more like Pierce in Crestmont or Aspen in Crestmont? Why??

4) Smut on the first chapter, thoughts? (Figured I'd spoil you all lol)

5) Do you like Pierce's more dominant side like towards the end of RB and now in TLR or do you prefer how he was in ROD?

6) Aster and Evangeline are getting married finally!! Thoughts? Guesses?

7) Any guesses for what will happen in this book? Conspiracies? Theories? HOPES?

Don't worry, you'll see all of Crestmont in the next chapter! Till then!

~Ash

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