“Then get in the car and away from the people who keep sucking you in,” Daph replies with a grin.
I blow her a kiss. “Be happy and don’t take any shit from this guy.”
She blows one right back. “Right back at you.”
Rhys and I will see them in Athena’s Rest again soon.
But for tonight, we’re staying in the cabin.
Like old times.
The triplets’ parents and their friends have all left, so when Rhys and I return to the backyard, it’s just my half brothers.
They’re whispering and snickering.
Well, Jack and Lucky are snickering.
Decker’s just whispering.
Rhys and I share a look.
He grins, and that happy expression on him makes my heart flutter.
“What are you three plotting now?” he asks the triplets.
“Nothing,” all three of them answer.
I crack up. “Sure you’re not.”
Rhys makes a noise that has me looking up at him, and I realize he’s suppressing laughter.
Or possibly he’s annoyed.
This is a new expression.
I lift a brow at him.
“You getting ready to play Lucky or Decker?” he asks Jack.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Jack’s words don’t match his tone or his guilty expression.
“Are you serious?” Rhys looks at Decker, who won’t make eye contact. “Dude.”
I think I’m catching on. “Is this about that convention Nell talked you into doing?”
One thing I’ve learned about the triplets in the past few weeks—they’ve been tempering their personalities.
They’re even more fun than Daphne, who’s taking this as a personal challenge to top them.
“I don’t people well,” Decker mutters.
“You people great,” Lucky replies. “You just have to trust that people outside our circles will see you for the amazing person you are.”
Jack coughs.
Rhys pinches his lips together like he’s trying not to smile.
“It’ll be fine,” Jack tells Rhys and me. “We’ve all been playing each other for decades.”
