Clapping her hands, she dances on her knees.
“On your bum,” Levi says sternly, pointing a finger in her direction.
She drops down with a huff.
Before he can take the other seat beside his girlfriend, Trinity runs by him and snatches it up with a sneaky smirk. Both girls giggle and side cuddle, looking anywhere but where their boyfriends stand, mouths agape.
“Our girls don’t love us.” Leonidas looks wounded.
“At least you just have one rejection. I have two people who don’t love me.” Levi sends both Stella and Amelia playful glares.
“I love you, but I’m a girl, and girls should sit together.” Her tiny voice sends electric bolts through my heart.
I want one.
“Boys have cooties.” Amelia sticks her tongue out at Levi.
Stella plugs her nose and shivers. “Yeah, yucky!”
He crosses his arms. “I’m the only boy in the world to you who doesn’t have cooties.” He spits the last word in disgust.
She pretends to think. “Nuh-uh.”
She explodes in laughter when he rounds the table and tickles her sides. “Okay, okay! You don’t have cooties,” she wheezes out, her face turning red.
“You’d better remember that,” he protectively warns, stepping away and dropping down into his seat with a pout.
God help Stella when she’s old enough to date.
When I kick Levi’s foot under the table, he frowns.
“Have you found a teacher for Stella yet?”
Only one month to go before the tour starts. A mix of thrill and dread combines in my stomach. I love being on the road, but I hate the constant, long travel days.
A big problem we’re facing is hiring a teacher who is willing to homeschool Stella while on the road. Fay has conducted multiple interviews, yet everyone is always sent away.
They’re either fans pretending to be teachers; fans who are actually teachers, but they’re not interested for the right reasons; or teachers who have families at home that they can’t leave behind.
“I can’t find anyone worthy enough for my princess.” Levi runs a hand down his face. “I’m starting to worry we won’t find someone who’ll take this job seriously. It takes a lot of sacrifice to leave behind everything you know and love for a stranger.”
“You need to find someone who has nothing to lose,” Amelia tries to reassure him with her signature sweet smile.
“Worse comes to worst, I’ll have a new side job. Soon, you all will be calling me Mr. Drakos.”
Everyone snorts at me.
“The only thing you would teach her is how to be stupid, clueless, and a clown,” Leonidas grumbles, purposely trying to piss me off.
Rolling my eyes, I whisper under my breath, “Fuck me, you’re so infuriating.”
A sharp pain travels up my leg, and I glare at Leonidas.
He gestures me closer before hissing right in my ear, “I don’t want to fuck you.”
What the fuck?
“Ew, don’t say that shit again!” I gag, staggering back in my chair. “My brain … I don’t like the things that I’m imagining.” I shake my head back and forth, like that might help the disgust go away.
