“Oh, fun. Did you have a good time?” I try to tamp down the irrational jealousy trying to rear its ugly head.
“No, I wished I was in bed with you the entire time.” I can hear the solemnity in his tone. A deep hurt that he typically masks so well. I’d usually never be this bold, but I’m sleepy, and honestly, him in my bed sounds like heaven.
“Why weren’t you?”
His breath catches just slightly. “Don’t say things you don’t mean, Beautiful.”
“I mean it, Quill. I want nothing more than you snuggling me in bed right now.”
“I’ll be there in ten, unlock the door, and kick your brother and sister out. You’re plenty protected tonight, Lelonie.” This isn’t a smart idea, but like I said, I’m too tired to care.
“No one’s here. I’ll see you in ten.”
He ends the call before I have a chance to back out, which I’m grateful for. Pulling up my sibling group chat, I send off a quick text.
Lee: I’m good for the night, don’t come over. You’ve been warned.
Immediately responses start coming in.
Dieter: Is that code for you’re having a one night standtonight.Because if so I’m equal parts grossed out and proud.
Annie: Okay, Lee. I see you with your dick appointment.
They’re ridiculous.
Lee: You guys are disgusting. Normal siblings don’t talk like this to each other.
Dieter: *gif of Steve Harvey looking shocked* Yes they do, and even if they don’t we’re cooler than them so I don’t care.
Annie: *laughing emojis* Okay, but seriously. Who’s the dude?
Dieter: And why is it Mac Byrne? *laughing emojis*
Lee: You guys suck. Mac won’t let anything happen to me and you know it. I’m not talking about any of this anymore. I love you guys and I’ll talk to you in the morning.
Annie: Have him out before 10 when I get there. 11 at the latest because Tory comes tomorrow, unless you’re ready to havethatconversation.
Lee: And I’m not. Thanks for the reminder. I’ll talk to you guys tomorrow. Ich liebe dich.
Annie: Ich liebe dich
Dieter: Ich liebe dich
Jakob: Oh, hell no. Mac isn’t coming over tonight.
Jakob: … Lelonie Dorthea I’m talking to you.
Jakob: Don’t make me tell Papa.
Dieter: I have a feeling the phone is the last thing on her mind right now, Jake. Let it go, he won’t hurt her. Let her have a normal night.
Jakob: Fine, but I don’t like it.
Dieter: That’s just because he’s a Byrne, and you’re still all sad and shit because your lover isn’t talking to you anymore.
Jakob: Fuck off. I hate Declan, I’m glad we don’t talk. Spineless fucker.
Dieter: You know what they say about that line between love and hate.
