see about that, buddy.”
“Come on; I ordered Pizza. Why don’t you come sit down and watch a movie with us? One night in the house isn’t going to kill you.”
I groaned as he grabbed my arm and pulled me into the living room.
“But it will kill me.”
He chuckled. “Well, in that case, I’ll make sure I sneak some booze in your casket for the afterlife.”
I let him think he won at the moment when, really, I had plans to go out, regardless.
Chelsea was sitting down on the tan, leather recliner couch eating a brownie. She gave a half-smile as I sat down. “You’re not going to bite my head off again if I apologize, are you?”
I shook my head. “No. I wasn’t that nice to you, so I’m pretty sure I deserved it, anyway.”
“Okay, well, I’m sorry. I know you’re going through a lot, and I’m pretty sure you woke up with a massive hangover. I’ll try to be more considerate of your emotions, and I hope you can be more considerate of my emotions as well. I don’t have the best temper, and it’s been harder for me to control since I got pregnant, okay?”
I nodded. “Absolutely.”
Taylor took a seat next to Chelsea, his eyes lighting up at the sight of her brownie. “Oh, look, a brownie.”
She growled and moved her brownie away from him as he leaned over to take a bite. “No, my brownie! You know you should never come between a pregnant woman and her chocolate.”
“Oh really?”
He gave a mischievous smile as he pushed her on her side, leaned over her, and grabbed her wrist. With much restraint from Chelsea, he pulled her hand to his mouth.
I smiled. Now this was the Taylor I knew. Fun and goofy.
“Taylor, no, this is my last brownie!”
She grabbed his hair and tried to push his head away, but failed. He was too determined to have that brownie.
“Chels, share the love. You ate almost the whole batch, and I only had one.”
“Taylor!” she shrieked.
His teeth chomped down on the brownie, ripping half of it off.
Chelsea pouted. “You big douche. Your daughter is very angry with you; you stole her dessert.”
Satisfied, Taylor grinned as he chewed his food.
My phone began to ring. I pulled it out of my hand bag and declined the call, sending it right to voicemail. It was Andie. I was sure she was calling to see if I left the house yet. Because I couldn’t tell her what I was going to do over the phone, I decided to text her my plan instead, telling her I would meet her in a few minutes and to stay by the end of the driveway so Taylor and Chelsea couldn’t see her.
I looked up from my phone as the front door opened. My heart quickened and I was suddenly a ball of nerves as Eli, looking hot as ever with a tight, navy blue shirt on that complimented his toned body, and a black hat that he wore backward on his head, entered the living room.
As his eyes found mine, his lips raised into a smile. An unfamiliar warmth settled inside of me. My angel had arrived.
His eyes ran down my body, lingering on me. And I could see it, though it was just a hint of desire, as he met my gaze once more.
“Hey,” he said.
I smiled as my cheeks warmed. “Hi.” Damn him for being so cute.
“You like what you see?” Taylor said.
My eyes widened with embarrassment as I looked at my brother. I couldn’t believe Taylor just called me out on my attraction to him, but that was all it was, though; an attraction. I didn’t expect it to turn into anything, nor did I want it to.
Chelsea elbowed him hard in the ribs, making him wince.
I narrowed my eyes as I had a sudden urge to piss him off for putting me in the spotlight. “Absolutely.”
I gave a smile, satisfied as he scowled, clearly getting annoyed.
“It’s about time you showed up. We have to decide on the movie,” Chelsea said.
“Sorry, I had an…unexpected situation that I had to take care of.” I could see the worry on his face as he said it.
“Is there something wrong?” Taylor asked, concerned for his friend.
Eli shook it
“Come on; I ordered Pizza. Why don’t you come sit down and watch a movie with us? One night in the house isn’t going to kill you.”
I groaned as he grabbed my arm and pulled me into the living room.
“But it will kill me.”
He chuckled. “Well, in that case, I’ll make sure I sneak some booze in your casket for the afterlife.”
I let him think he won at the moment when, really, I had plans to go out, regardless.
Chelsea was sitting down on the tan, leather recliner couch eating a brownie. She gave a half-smile as I sat down. “You’re not going to bite my head off again if I apologize, are you?”
I shook my head. “No. I wasn’t that nice to you, so I’m pretty sure I deserved it, anyway.”
“Okay, well, I’m sorry. I know you’re going through a lot, and I’m pretty sure you woke up with a massive hangover. I’ll try to be more considerate of your emotions, and I hope you can be more considerate of my emotions as well. I don’t have the best temper, and it’s been harder for me to control since I got pregnant, okay?”
I nodded. “Absolutely.”
Taylor took a seat next to Chelsea, his eyes lighting up at the sight of her brownie. “Oh, look, a brownie.”
She growled and moved her brownie away from him as he leaned over to take a bite. “No, my brownie! You know you should never come between a pregnant woman and her chocolate.”
“Oh really?”
He gave a mischievous smile as he pushed her on her side, leaned over her, and grabbed her wrist. With much restraint from Chelsea, he pulled her hand to his mouth.
I smiled. Now this was the Taylor I knew. Fun and goofy.
“Taylor, no, this is my last brownie!”
She grabbed his hair and tried to push his head away, but failed. He was too determined to have that brownie.
“Chels, share the love. You ate almost the whole batch, and I only had one.”
“Taylor!” she shrieked.
His teeth chomped down on the brownie, ripping half of it off.
Chelsea pouted. “You big douche. Your daughter is very angry with you; you stole her dessert.”
Satisfied, Taylor grinned as he chewed his food.
My phone began to ring. I pulled it out of my hand bag and declined the call, sending it right to voicemail. It was Andie. I was sure she was calling to see if I left the house yet. Because I couldn’t tell her what I was going to do over the phone, I decided to text her my plan instead, telling her I would meet her in a few minutes and to stay by the end of the driveway so Taylor and Chelsea couldn’t see her.
I looked up from my phone as the front door opened. My heart quickened and I was suddenly a ball of nerves as Eli, looking hot as ever with a tight, navy blue shirt on that complimented his toned body, and a black hat that he wore backward on his head, entered the living room.
As his eyes found mine, his lips raised into a smile. An unfamiliar warmth settled inside of me. My angel had arrived.
His eyes ran down my body, lingering on me. And I could see it, though it was just a hint of desire, as he met my gaze once more.
“Hey,” he said.
I smiled as my cheeks warmed. “Hi.” Damn him for being so cute.
“You like what you see?” Taylor said.
My eyes widened with embarrassment as I looked at my brother. I couldn’t believe Taylor just called me out on my attraction to him, but that was all it was, though; an attraction. I didn’t expect it to turn into anything, nor did I want it to.
Chelsea elbowed him hard in the ribs, making him wince.
I narrowed my eyes as I had a sudden urge to piss him off for putting me in the spotlight. “Absolutely.”
I gave a smile, satisfied as he scowled, clearly getting annoyed.
“It’s about time you showed up. We have to decide on the movie,” Chelsea said.
“Sorry, I had an…unexpected situation that I had to take care of.” I could see the worry on his face as he said it.
“Is there something wrong?” Taylor asked, concerned for his friend.
Eli shook it
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