Rising to my full height, I close the toilet seat before flushing. “No need to worry. I just got super nauseous.”
As I brush my teeth to get rid of the awful taste in my mouth, Leonidas raises a brow. “Are you pregnant?”
Spitting, I try to send him a serious face, but I feel my lips twitch at the side. “I’m actually eight months. My doctor is astonished how I’m not showing at all. Please don’t tell anyone. It’s my secret,” I beg.
He slaps my biceps while rolling his eyes effortlessly. “You’re a fucking idiot.”
“It’s genetic.”
I hit the front panel of his baseball cap; it bounces off the bridge of his nose and covers his beautiful eyes.
Growling, he fixes it and sends me a glare. “Run, bitch.”
Hitting his shoulder on purpose, I walk into my bedroom because I will always be the annoying “little” brother, I call back, “You should look into your anger issues. I hear someone we share blood with has a problem.”
My favorite way to pass time is annoying the shit out of him. Leonidas gets so easily angered that it makes my job easy.
I run down the hallway when I hear his loud footsteps chasing me throughout the house. Screaming like a little girl, I hear Trinity call up, asking if everything’s okay. Running down to his girlfriend, I grab her shoulders in both hands and move to stand behind her as Leonidas comes to a halt in front of us.
Huffing, I muse, “I don’t want to play this game anymore. Leave me and my bestie alone.”
I feel Trinity’s laugh against my chest.
“If you don’t get away from my girlfriend, I’ll kick you all the way to the desert.” His chest puffs out, but I know he’s only joking when he winks at Trinity.
“Do it,” I say and pull Trinity to my side. “That means I’ll finally be away from you.”
As I pull her along with me, I find Amelia in my kitchen, munching on a leftover brownie.
“Just letting everyone know I’m going to strangle him. Stop me before I do if you want,” he declares, walking into the room with a glare.
With the island separating us, I stick my tongue out at him and mouth,You little bitch.
“Okay, enough!” Trinity squeals as she jumps in front of Leonidas and holds him back when he tries to round the counter.
Winding an arm around my waist, my sister gives me a side hug. “Leave my baby brother alone.”
When she smacks her lips onto my cheek, I taunt him with a smile.
“Baby!” he fires back at me.
“Says the twenty-four-year-old man,” I hiss, giving him the finger.
“I’m going to bite that off.” He pulls Trinity onto his lap as he sits in one of my stools.
“I’ll sue you.”
Both girls groan, “Enough!”
Just as we all settle down around the island, Leonidas calls out like a little kid, “He was headfirst in his toilet, barfing, when I found him upstairs.”
Ah shit.
He won, and by the look on his face, he knows it.
Sounds of concerned gasps and, “Are you okay?” mixes into the air as everyone’s worried gaze focuses on me.
“Are you not feeling well?” Bringing her hand to my forehead, Amelia tilts her head in confusion. “You don’t feel hot.”
