I swat his arm as I walk him to the door.
“TY, big brother. ILY.”
“ILY too.” He responds.
This is the way we communicated when he was away. I’m used to the abbreviated words that we used.
I walk back to the living room and see that it’s empty. I hear Declan in the kitchen.
“Girls, don’t panic. I’m serious about her. She’s amazing.”
I want to hear more, but decide I need to break up the tension. I walk in the room and feel the heat at once.
“Raven, come here.”
I walk to his side. He situates me in front of him. I need to talk.
“I’m sorry about my brother; he’s a little overprotective. He thinks everyone is out to get me, but he means well,” I say, pausing as I wait for someone else to talk.
Declan starts first, “Don’t apologize; I have these two to worry about. I’ve tried repeatedly to beat the shit out of their boyfriends.”
I look at both of them and notice they’re uncomfortable. I try to change the subject.
“Dec, how did you know I was coming home? I thought you were hanging with the band tonight?”
“Ella let me know you were coming home and I brought dinner. She may have mentioned you were starving.”
I turn around and put my arms around his neck. I lean into his ear and whisper, “You gave up band night to bring me dinner?”
He leaned forward, “Yeah, I have my priorities straight.”
There’s a noise from behind me and I realize- again– we are not alone.
Abbi says, “I’m going to meet Jimi and the guys for a few drinks. I’ll see y’all later.”
“Rave, your brother is hot! I think I’ll go with Abbi. See ya,” Ella adds.
They both exit the kitchen, but not before Declan says, “Be careful- both of you!”
“Be cool, Dec. We won’t be back for HHHOOOUUURRRSSS!?
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He laughs softly and I turn to face him.
“Hey.”
“Hey back.”
He starts to nibble on my neck and I moan. In this position, I have full access to his neck and jawline so I nibble back. Soon enough, he’s looking at me with those eyes that make my heart race and my body heat up. I take a chance and slide my tongue over his lips. He immediately picks me up again and I lock around him. He carries me to my room and lies down on top of me. Without breaking our kiss, I start to move under him. I lift his shirt and he pulls away.
“I was told you were hungry, are you?”
My stomach rumbles loudly. “I guess so, but I’m enjoying myself right now.”
“Sparkle, we aren’t quitting; we’re just pausing. I plan on coming right back here.”
I sigh and allow him to lift me up. He leads me back to the kitchen where he serves me dinner.