Gifted Connections 2

She shrugged. “Okay. Can I wear this blue make up?” she asked hopefully.

I giggled. “Yes, that’s fine.”

“Yay!” She jumped up and down.

“I don’t have slippers or make up.” Nadia frowned.

“Do they have your size?” I asked trying to prevent another melt down as I picked up the purple glittery make up.

I pulled out my phone.

Blake: Would you mind if I picked up matching slippers and make up for Nadia?

Beth: Not at all. We can pay you when you drop them off tomorrow night. Thanks again for watching them tonight and taking them trick or treating.

Blake: Don’t worry about it! Thanks for watching ours tomorrow night :) We’ll send pics!

Beth: Thanks!

“Found them!” Nadia cried happily as she pulled a pair off the shelf.

I put my phone in my back pocket. “Great! Let’s see if the girls are ready so we can figure out what’s for dinner!” I said gathering up all our purchases.

Thankfully by the time we got to We 7, Drake had dinner ready for us. I was surprised to see Will there. He rarely made any meals with us anymore. He seemed more relaxed than I had seen him in some time.

Drake had made an assortment of appetizers, entrées, and desserts. He said he was having us decide what was going to be on the menu tomorrow night. My mouth salivated at the little wontons, eggrolls, chicken wings, stuffed meatballs, chicken cordon bleus, asparagus sweet potato chicken, jambalaya, and many creative desserts. I couldn’t believe Drake and a few chefs had accomplished this in just 3 hours.

“Why can’t you make this all again?” Jemmy asked as she piled her plate up.

Drake gave her a long-suffering look. “If you volunteer to be in the kitchen, start to finish, we can do all the dishes again.”

Jemmy huffed. “You know everyone would get food poisoning if I cook,” she scoffed.

We all laughed because it was true.

“Maybe if you would try to learn,” Jaxson joked.

“Blah, blah, blah.” Jemmy rolled her eyes.

“One of us has to learn,” Gavin gently ribbed her.

Her mouth dropped open in mock outrage as she turned on him. “I’m not. Take out’s always available, or,” she looked over at me slyly. “We can live with Blake and her connections, forever. We’ll never go hungry.”

“No, nope, not going to happen,” Jaxson said with a wicked grin. “W

e’ve decided to become nudists.”

I looked over at Jaxson and playfully rolled my eyes at him.

“I think that’s a brilliant idea,” Troy whispered in my ear as he squeezed my upper thigh.

My startled gaze met his. I had just been with Noah, but my body still craved Troy’s touch. He must have seen something in my eyes, because his darkened with desire.

“What’s a nudist? Do I have to become a nudist?” Ella asked in confusion.

All the adults busted up in laughter, much to her confusion. Jace plucked Ella from her chair. “No poppet,” he gave Jaxson a pointed look. “We aren’t becoming nudists. Jaxson’s just…making up stories.”

“I don’t get it,” Ella screwed up her face, before shrugging her shoulders and popping a wonton in her mouth. We laughed again, and she gave us an annoyed huff before continuing to eat.