“Waiting for Dad. He’s making me and Josh help paint the barn,” he grumbles, crossing his arms over his chest in a total pout maneuver.
“Aww, boo hoo. Little Sethie poo has to actually work,” I tease, pouting out my bottom lip.
“I hate summer break,” he announces, ignoring my comment. “Why can’t I have two months off like everyone else at my school? Instead I have to work on this stupid ranch from dusk ’til dawn.”
“I think you mean dawn ’til dusk,” Thad corrects, laughing when Seth gives him the stink eye.
“Come on you three,” my mom says, stepping up next to Thad who’s still in the doorway. “Come eat before it’s all gone.”
“I’m not hungry.” Seth pouts harder.
“On that note.” I laugh, quickly slipping past my mom before making a bee line for the kitchen.
“Hey.” Thad catches up to me seconds later, stopping me in the hallway. “We still on? Creek after lunch?” he asks, his voice low as his hand finds my hip and gives it a firm squeeze.
My entire body tenses and an intense need I’m not sure I’ve ever felt instantly courses through me. Swallowing hard, I do my best to seem unaffected by his touch even though I’m more than just affected. I’m consumed by it.
“I’ll be there,” I agree, keeping my voice quiet as to not be overheard before quickly turning and making my way into the kitchen.