Page 115 of A Game Of Love

“Oh shit,” Isaiah whispers, looking up at me in horror.

“It was his idea!” Raiden shouts, jumping to his feet.

Isaiah swings his eyes over to Raiden. “Was not!”

“We’re sorry,” Raiden says. “We couldn’t help ourselves.”

“What’s going on here?” Jax asks, stepping into the living room. His eyes widen. “What is this, boys?”

“She did it!” Both boys point to me.

“What?” I gape at them in shock. This is the first time they tried to pin something on me. They usually try to do that with Bennett.

“Really?” Jax asks, crossing his arms. “You’re telling me your sister opened your gifts for you?”

“Yes,” they reply in unison.

“Why, you little shits!” I shout, and then I’m running after them.

They scream, eyes widening before dodging me as they run around Jax and out of the living room.

Pissed off, I take off after them, but arms band around me, pulling me back. “Woah now, Lillypad.” Toby chuckles. “You’re the adult. Remember?”

“Little brothers,” I growl. I turn to Jax. “You guys need to get those two under control.”

Jax blows out a breath. “Trust me, we know. If we didn’t know better, I’d swear they had Rain and Chase’s blood running through their veins.”

“What about us?” Chase asks as he steps into the room. “Talking about me? I know, I’m awesome, so what amazing things do you have to say about me?”

“Full of yourself much?” Rain asks, stepping up next to him. “They were probably talking about how dumb you were last night.”

Chase looks to my mom who joins us. “She’s being mean again.”

“What are you, five? You're worse than the twins sometimes.”

“About the twins, we found them in here opening gifts.”

“What?” Mom squeals before sighing heavily.

“I got them.” I hear Brody say.

“Woah there.” Chase steps forward and pulls Toby away from me. I’m confused about what he’s doing as he grabs Bishop and pulls him next to me where Toby just was. “That was close.”

“What are you talking about?” I ask. “Are you still drunk?”

“No.” Chase laughs. “Look up.”

I look up and frown. “Mistletoe?”

“You were standing under it with Toby. Mistletoe is for your boyfriend, not your brother,” he chuckles. “You’re welcome.”

And just like that, my good mood is over.

My eyes flick over to Toby who stands a few feet away. His face is downcast and my gut turns.

“I’m going to go make some coffee, then presents!” Mom says with a big grin.

All the parents shift out of the living room, following after her. Once they’re gone, I step closer to Toby. “Are you okay?”

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