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I lurch frightened, bumping into the corner of the side table, cursing as I see Leif trying not to laugh at me.
Cackling, he draws me under his wing. “What are you up to, sis?”
“You’re a jerk. I almost had a heart attack.”
He chuckles, arching his eyebrow.
“They’re bonding. I’m trying not to intrude,” I whisper angrily as he messes with my wet hair to further aggravate me. “How did you get in?”
“Security let me in, and I got the spare key, remember?”
I should change the locks in the future.
“How're your girls?” We both watch Mark help Liane to cut her food while Leon feeds the Beast under the table. I should walk in there and tell him to stop. But I stay glued to the spot.
“Asleep, tired, moody . . . you know, the usual.”
I twist my head to look at him.
Before I can open my mouth, he toots at me. “Na-ah,
kitten, your problems are much bigger than mine.”
“You don’t get to choose my life over yours, Leif.”
He looks down at me with deep worry etched on his face.
“What—” But before I can say anything, Mark interrupts us.
“I didn’t know you were here.”
Our heads snap to him and Leif’s composure changes instantly. There’s something unresolved between those two.
Leif doesn’t release me, and Mark’s gaze travels to his hand, draped across my shoulders. Jealous, he opens his arms for me as if asking to choose him. Frustrated with them both acting like two toddlers, I slip out from under Leif’s armpit and stride to the kitchen. I’m so done with them.
“Mommy, the food is delicious. You should try it.” Leon extends the fork toward me, but Beast snatches it and dashes upstairs.
“Hey,” Leon hollers.
“Beast, no food upstairs! Come back, right now! You’re so punished for stealing my cutlery, you hear me!” Just great. I glare at Leif accusingly, who finds this situation hilarious. He cackles, and his eyes fill up with tears. Even Mark can’t keep his scowl any longer.
But Liane and Leon are watching me like I’m a horrible person for being mad at their dog. Their chins quiver. Shit! I take a few calming breaths before diving to tackle this crisis.
After I settle the dog issue, the twins finish eating dessert and go to watch their favorite cartoons. We’re left alone, but the tension between Mark and Leif is getting on my last nerve. I’ll give them a few more minutes and then I’ll take things into my own hands.
The delicious double chocolate cheesecake melts on my tongue like a piece of heaven. I savor the treat Mark brought for us, hoping they’ll stop this scowling contest and start acting like adults.
But no.
“That’s it, I’ve had enough of you two. Either you start talking, or I will.”
They stay silent, glance at each other, and stuff their faces with cheesecake instead.
“Want to tell me how you know each other?”
Their heads snap toward me, but instead of answering, they both keep staring murder at each other.
“I’m done with you hiding things from me. I want to know why you don’t want me to be with Mark,” I order Leif.
