Cabin Group (Day 1, Part 7)

Gavin Westher looked up from his Nintendo Switch when he heard a knock on the door.

Gavin was staying out in the guesthouse with Jared, Logan, Kurt, and Brandon.

None of those guys were there, as Logan was down at the pool, while the other three were down at the lake.

Gavin was curious who had trekked all the way out to the guesthouse just to see him, so he stood up and went to open the door.

Standing on the guesthouse’s doorstep was none other than Paris Bishop, his best friend’s gorgeous cousin.

Paris was the kind of girl Gavin dreamed about but was too shy to ever make a move on.

She was absolutely stunning, with long, wavy dark brown hair, gray eyes that looked blue in certain lighting. She also had large breasts that were currently pretty shown off in Paris’ gray tank top. She wore tight black jeans that would show off her round ass if she was facing away from Gavin.

“Hey, Gavin. What are you doing out here all alone?” Paris asked, smiling. Gavin, as always around beautiful women, found himself a little tongue-tied, and just gave her a semi-awkward smile.

“Uh, not… not much.” Gavin said weakly.

“Oh. Well, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out or something while Zack and Chloe are down at the pool.” Paris shrugged.

“I’m… I’m alright, thanks.” Gavin said nervously.

“Ok. I don’t want to bother you or anything. Have fun playing video games.” Paris said knowingly, and she turned and walked off.

Gavin looked away from Paris’ round ass in those tight jeans quickly, and he closed the door.

God, he was such a loser. He knew Paris, and had hung out with her a few times with Zack and Chloe. Sure, she was hot, but she was also super nice, and not stuck-up like some of the hot girls at school.

If Gavin couldn’t even hang out with a girl like Paris, he’d be alone forever.

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Mallory Minotti sighed as she flicked through the channels on the TV in the bedroom she shared with her little sister, Monica.

Mallory and Monica got along pretty well, not like Mallory and her youngest sister, Misty, who was constantly arguing with Mallory over the smallest things.

Mallory leaned back on the bed once she’s found a suitable show, and mulled over some things.

The news that her son’s fiancée was pregnant had come out of nowhere, and Mallory was a little stunned by it, in truth.

She wasn’t even mad at Dom for knocking Jana up. Well, she was a little mad, but only because Dom had very recently assured Mallory that he was using condoms. An awkward chat, yes, but one that Mallory had deemed ultimately necessary.

Turns out not to have mattered, anyway.

Honestly, Mallory was just surprised at how much older having a grandkid on the way made her feel.

She was only 41, it was hardly her winter years, but this was a big jump, from being a mother to being a grandmother.

It kind of made Mallory reflect on what she’d done with her 41 years.

Her first real relationship was Robert Ravers, in high school. For a long time, she’d thought Robert was ‘the one’.

But then that foolish man had let his gaze stray off of Mallory and onto, of all people, Charlotte McRose. Well, it had been Charlotte Lilly back then. That redhead bimbo had caught Robert’s gaze and Robert had strayed almost without thought.

Mallory had later discovered Charlotte was not the first time Robert had slept with a girl who wasn’t Mallory during their relationship. Charlotte was just the first one that Mallory learned about.

Once that happened, Mallory had shoved all the heartbreak and hurt from Robert cheating on her into a little box and thrown away the key.

For college, she had moved to Black Well and met her future husband there, Dario. She had never moved out of Black Well, and that’s where she had raised her family.

Mallory picked up her phone and looked at it.

The lock screen picture was Mallory with one arm slung around Dom’s broad shoulders and the other around Mia’s slimmer shoulders. She and her two kids were all smiling happily.

Mallory gave a wistful smile. With Mia and Dom in college now, she almost never saw her children. That’s part of why she let Monica convince her to come on this trip, because Mia was going.

Mallory had reached out to Dom, and he said he’d try to get him and Jana down here to Silver Lake at some point in the trip, but with the baby news, she was unsure if her son would keep his word.

She hoped so.