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Bella
“I’ve got the s’mores stuff.” Annie comes down to the beach with a tray full of graham crackers, marshmallows, and chocolate.
“Yum!” Mae grabs a metal stick and slides a marshmallow on it before sitting in the chair next to me. The marshmallow ignites when she sticks it in the fire.
“You’re supposed to hold it above the fire, not in,” Dom says, his legs open, a beer bottle dangling from his fingertips. He’s been staring silently at the bonfire most of the night.
“How nice of you to join us for once,” Mae says. “What would I have done without you being here to lend your advice?”
Enzo can’t fight his grin, glancing at his brother to see what he’ll come back with.
Meanwhile, Carm is next to me, purposely finding reasons to get closer. The only one who knows about us is Dom, as far as I know. Of course, I assume Enzo might have an inkling. Hell, Evie cornered me this morning when she almost walked in on Carm kissing me good morning. It’s just a matter of time before they all know, but for some reason, I feel like if we tell other people and are open about it, it’ll put pressure on what’s happening between us.
“We need more wood.” Enzo throws the last of the logs into the fire. “I saw some dry wood down the way on my run this morning, but I don’t think I can carry it all myself.” He sets his beer in the sand and places his hand in his palm.
All three brothers pound their fists and Annie rolls her eyes.
“What’s going on?” Evie asks.
“Oh, they settle everything with a game of rock, paper, scissors.” Annie takes her perfectly-done marshmallow and slides it onto her already-prepared graham cracker and chocolate.
Enzo shoots paper.
Carm shoots rock.
Dom shoots rock.
“Annie!” Enzo looks at her with wide eyes.
She bites into her s’more, chocolate gathering at the corner of her lips. “What’s up?”
“I won!”
She glances at the brothers, who all nod and look as if someone sucker-punched them. “Really?”
“Babe,” Enzo says.
“He did,” Carm admits begrudgingly.
“What am I missing?” Evie nibbles on a piece of chocolate.
“Enzo always loses,” Dom says.
“Not always,” Enzo argues.
“Enough that it’s this exciting when you win?” Evie’s smile teases her lips.
“He’s been on a bad streak, that’s all,” Annie sticks up for her man.
Enzo bites a piece of her s’more and tackles Annie to the ground.
“That’s mine,” she says with a laugh.
“I’ll share.”
And then they’re making out and the s’more ends up in the sand, Enzo’s knee between Annie’s legs.
