“When did you dance with King?” I asked the same time Fallon asked, ignoring the spit comment.
“I showed him in Lizard’s room,” Ellis said. “He fell over, but that’s OK.”
“It was hard, but I can do it,” King replied, his cheeks pink. “ I will get better with my lessons.”
“Riot didn’t fall over.” Sante smirked. “He did good.”
“Shut up! You fell over too!” King shouted.
Dom rubbed his eyes. “Let’s bring the noise down a notch. If you guys are done eating, clean off your plates and go play.”
The twins scrambled off their chairs and went to the kitchen, teasing one another the entire way.
“You’ve got another on the way,” Enzo commented. He’d been quiet all through dinner.
“Levin’s hellspawn,” Fallon muttered. “Imagine what a little shit that one will be.”
I grinned at that and looked at Rosalie. “You’re going to be a grandma, baby.”
She chuckled. “Shut up.”
“It’s still so odd, Rosalie. You and Klaus Seeley,” Dom mused.
“Say what you really mean,” Fallon said, his eyes sparkling.
E shifted in his seat. I glanced at him to see him scraping Riot’s leftovers onto his plate.
“Go on, Laz. Go have fun,” E murmured.
Laz looked to Ellis, who was still eating her slice of cake. I tuned out the adult conversation and focused on the kids.
E sighed. “Laz, let Ellis eat. She’ll come play when she’s done.”
Laz still didn’t move. He just sat waiting for Ellis.
“I’m done,” Ellis proclaimed. “Lizard, do you want the last bite?”
Laz responded by taking the last piece and eating it before he reached out and put a bit of frosting on Ellis’s nose. Then he got up and ran.
It took her a minute, but she was off and running, chasing him amid her giggles.
“Relax,” Dom called out. “E. Cole. They’re just kids having fun.”
“He’s getting attached really quickly,” E said. “I’m worried. He’s never been like this before.”
“He’s been lonely,” Enzo said softly. “He now has a friend.”
“Yeah, but for how long?” E countered.
Before I could say anything, Rosalie spoke.
“What is that supposed to mean?” she asked.
No one moved a muscle as she stared E down. Dom and Fallon both looked uncomfortable as their eyes volleyed between E and Rosalie.
“Nothing,” E muttered.
“No, it meant something. Tell me what it meant,” Rosalie persisted. “Is there something wrong with my daughter?”
