“What? No.”
“Oh, I don't want to put her out,” Natalie says quickly.
“She’ll be fine.”
“Why can’t you both stay in your room, Tobias?”
“I could sleep on the couch,” Natalie offers. “It’s not a problem for me.”
“You’re not sleeping on the couch,” I snap. My sister is still glaring at me with a questioning look, but it quickly morphs into something else.
A sly grin I absolutely do not like appears on her face.
“Oh my god,” she says. “Oh my god.”
I know the moment she figured it out because her smile is wider than ever before.
“I’m fine sharing a bed if you are,” I say to Natalie, ignoring Quinn.
“Yeah, I’m fine with it.”
“Okay then.”
I walk out of the kitchen, grab our bags, and head upstairs to my room.
I assume the footsteps behind me are Nat’s, so I leave the door open.
I’m just setting the bags on the bed when the bedroom door slams shut.
My head snaps up to a wide-eyed Quinn.
There are a lot of things I could say right now, butshitis all that comes out of my mouth.
“It happened, didn’t it?” she asks.
“What?”
“You figured it out?”
“Figured what out?” I play dumb. Quinn can’t keep a secret if her life depends on it, and I’m not about to let her ruin something I don't even know how to start.
OrifI should start or not.
“Don’t do that. Come on. You like Natalie, and you finally figured it out.”
I have two options here: I can keep pretending I have no idea what she's talking about and risk her trying to put me into a situation that makes both Natalie and me uncomfortable, or I can admit it and get this conversation over with.
I’m a grown man who shouldn't be afraid of what his little sister could do to embarrass him, but still, I choose the latter.
“Do not say a word.”
“Ahhh!” She cheers and claps and spins.
“Quinn. Stop that. Right now.”
“God, look how cute you are.” She pushes my shoulder and points at my face. “Are you blushing?”
“What’s going on in here?” Nat knocks on the door. “I can hear you cheering from downstairs.”
