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The teasing and arm punching. And of course, the annoying need to know what the heck Luca’s talking about.

Maybe it’s the fact that their sister is also keeping something from me.

These Ashers sure are something else.

I clear my throat. “Soooo.”

Hudson gives in. “Luca thinks you and Ruby are going to start developing feelings for each other.”

I keep my facial expression as neutral as I can.

Luca nods as if he’s waiting for me to confirm that he’s right. Miles looks like he’d rather be anywhere else, and Hudson has his arms crossed as he, too, waits for my response.

“Me”—I point to myself with my thumb—“and your sister.”

“Yeah, I thought it was stupid, too,” Miles says and heads for the court.

Is it, though? I mean, we have been living together for almost two weeks now, and the other night we almost …

“It’s not stupid,” Luca argues. “It’s fitting.”

“She’s our sister,” Miles goes on. “That’s not Declan’s style. She’s like a kid to him, and as our sister she’s off-limits.”

Ruby is far from a kid in my eyes.

“I wouldn’t say eight years makes her a kid, and are sisters off-limits?” I ask. Everyone stops to look at me.

Shit.

Why the fuck did I ask that?

“Wait for me,” Linc shouts as he comes through the doors.

His steps slow as he approaches. “What’s happening?”

“Declan just asked if sisters are off-limits,” Hudson catches him up.

“To what?” Linc asks.

“Him,” Miles answers.

Linc doesn’t answer— he simply erupts into laughter. “Considering that fact mine is taken, I’d say this is a Ruby-specific question. Are you two …”

My hands go up instantly. I’m about to get bombarded with questions.

“No. No, I was thrown off by the approach to this conversation and I wanted to clarify it, but it doesn't really matter, because I can confidently say that your sister still has a strong distaste for me.”

That might be a lie.

Maybe I would know if I just read her text.

“Boooo,” Luca says.

Miles grunts.

Hudson just keeps watching me as if I’m going to do something to give myself away.

Which, honestly, what is there to tell? I don’t even know what’s going on or if anything is going on. It could have just been a weak moment that developed from the fact that we are forced to be around each other more than normal.