Rava whips his head toward him.
"Say that again and I'll donate every single one of your stupid ugly Funko Pops or whatever they're called to charity, you little shit."
Jin gasps. "You wouldn't dare."
"Try me."
Daisy just shakes her head like a disappointed mom. "For the love of god," Rava's mom groans, raising her hands. "You two are acting like you're five. Clearly, I stopped grounding you way too early."
"I'm actually excited now," Daisy grins. "This is gonna be so fun." Lorenzo is leaned back in his chair. One hand waving me over like I'm his personal waiter. "All right, chef," he says. "Food was amazing. Now be a good boy and bring us some watermelon or something, okay? Chop-chop, come on, look alive."
I blink at him. "Oh you want watermelon now? Get your lazy ass up and fetch it yourself before I shove the whole thing where the sun doesn't shine."
He grins. "Oh, kinky. I like it."
I throw the towel on my shoulder. "Bet you'd like a slap too, you freak."
"Depends," he says. "Open palm or leather belt?"
Before I can even think of a comeback, Jin groans, dramatic as hell. "Can I NOT be here for this conversation?!" Rava doesn't even look up from his glass. "You are here. Shut up and suffer."
Daisy is biting her lip, clearly trying not to laugh. "Honestly, I support it. Let Lorenzo be Gio's little watermelon bitch for once."
Lorenzo gasps and clutches his chest. "You sick woman."
I roll my eyes and head to the fridge. "Say one more thing and I'm feeding you the seeds first."
"Spit them in my mouth, daddy Gio."
Jin bangs the table.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE."
Lorenzo laughs, then stretches again and points at Rava. "All right, lover boy, since we are NOT eating that watermelon, come give us the full scoop on what went down yesterday after I left the meeting, while our humble servant Gio scrubs the dishes."
I don't even flinch. " I'll scrub the dishes with your face."
He grins and leans toward Rava's mom. "Don't get us wrong. I'm still his favorite cousin. I would take a bullet for this freak."
He then turns his head to Rava. "Come on. I wanna hear everything before we crash. Gotta rest up for tonight."
I flick water at him. "No crashing. We're doing abs in the afternoon."
He actually looks offended. "What?!"
"Yeah. Your abs are about to disappear, and then you're gonna cry to Daisy that she made you fat."
Rava laughs under his breath. Daisy just goes, "Facts."
Lorenzo points at all of us at once.
"I hate this house."
32) Cheers To That
Rava
I roll the sleeves of my white shirt up to my elbows and adjust the chain around my neck. Swim shorts on, shirt unbuttoned, hair finally doing what I want. I turn around tosay something to Daisy and she is already on her third shot of Bacardi. Her cheeks flushed, hands on her face, staring dreamily out the window.
