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She shoved me lightly. “You’re just mad because you didn’t think of it first.”
That is…
True.
Damn it.
The woman knew me too well.
Her hand wandered up, her nails skating over my nape to entangle in my hair, scratching my scalp. “The next game is a sack race?”
“Yes.” I scowled at Cheater One, Cheater Two, and Cheater Three over there. “And I’m going to make sure those fuckers don’t win, even if it means I lose.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Drea Volkova
Icouldn’t help but giggle as we all took our places in line. Aleksandr’s murderous glare at his siblings was just too hilarious.
My poor competitive baby.
At our feet were huge, brown potato sacks, ready and waiting to kick off the second to last round of the games.
I’d never actually done a potato sack race before, but the logistics of it were easy enough to understand.
Hop our way to victory.
Literally.
Fun, fun, fun.
I couldn’t wait.
An excited energy ran through the family—one that seemed to get higher and higher as it bounced from person to person. Lukyan and Illayana were positively giddy, reminiscing about their amazing work at thwarting their older brother while said older brother glared at them from a few paces away.
If the mischievous glints in their eyes were any indication, Lukyan and Illayana knew Aleksandr was watching them, knew Aleksandr was absolutely seething at the hand gestures and impressions they were doing about the game. But if anything, that just seemed to cause them an immense amount of pleasure.
Classic Lukyan and Illayana.
Mikhail was in the middle of explaining the rules for this game when Aleksandr all of a sudden raised his hand in the air.
“Uh.” Mikhail blinked. “Yes, Aleksandr?”
“I want to switch places.”
Say what?
“Switch places?” Mikhail asked, brows furrowed.
“Yes.” He pointed down the line. “I want to line up there.”
Lukyan and Illayana paled.
“He can’t do that!” Lukyan blasted. “He can’t just switch positions.”
“Yes, I can. There’s no rule about the lineup, right?”
A thoughtful expression crossed Mikhail’s face. “I don’t see why you can’t switch places.” He shrugged. “Go ahead.”
