Page 44 of A Game Of Love

His response was that I am family, therefore I should be there too.

How was I supposed to argue with that? It made my friggin’ heart melt.

The real reason I’m nervous to go in there is because of his father. I like Mr. Grant. He’s a good man. But the last time I saw him, he pulled me to the side at one of the family barbecues and asked when I was going to put his son out of his misery and make him mine.

He said it in a playful tone, making me think that he was joking. I didn’t think Bishop liked me like that.

Boy, was I wrong.

Guess it’s time to go let him know he was right, and I was stupid not to see it.

I see it now. And it makes my heart leap out of my chest every time I look at Bishop. I see him in a whole new way now. A better way, more exciting and intense.

But it’s natural, meant to be. A lot like how Toby and I are.

I thought the change between Toby and me would be awkward, but it’s not. I was worried for nothing. Because it’s Toby... he’s my best friend, one of the two people who know me best in this world.

He texts me all day, making sure I’m okay. Letting me know I’m on his mind. And the best thing is all theI love you’s he sends me. I’ll never get tired of it.

I also can’t get the memory of him between my legs as he made me see stars out of my head.

I want more from them both. And if they don’t stop keeping their hands to themselves, I’m gonna be the one forced to make the first move. I’ll do it.

With the dirty mouths on both of them, you would think one of them would be inside me at all times. But nope. No sex. None. Not a dick inside me in sight.

Okay, I need to get out of this car and stop thinking about sex. I’m starting to sound like a horny freak.

Sighing heavily, I push the door to the car open.

The Grant home is a nice little house with a white picket fence nestled in a nice suburban neighborhood.

Bianca used to complain that she wanted to move into my house because hers was too small, and I lived in a literal mansion. It’s why we hardly came over to her house, she would rather be at mine.

But I like their place. It feels... homey. Safe and comfortable. They’ve always made me feel wanted and accepted.

Not that I didn’t get that at home. The Grants are just different. A nice change every once in a while.

“Lilly!” Bee squeals excitedly as she throws the front door open.

“Hey.” I laugh, stepping inside.

“Hey,il mio cuore.” Bishop appears around the corner.

“Hi.” I smile up at him, and Bee gags.

“Gross, you two look at each other like the other is made of rainbows and sunshine.”

Bishop grins down at me as he flips his sister off before grabbing my chin to press a kiss to my lips. “Ignore her.”

“I always do,” I sigh against his lips.

Bee huffs. “Rude!”

“You know I love you.” I laugh, wrapping my arm around her shoulder.

“Better,” she mutters.

“She loves me more.” Bishop grins.

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