Tangled Up In You (A Savioe Family Novel)

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night. She never followed through t hough. A consummate dick tease.
    “I’m sorry, Christie. Family comes first.” I hung up the phone and placed it back in my pocket. The phone immediately rang. I pulled it out and swiped ignore. She tried to call again. I hit ignore once again. Hopefully she’ll take a hint. I glanced down at the time I still had thirty-five minutes before Roxy showed up.
    I got off my bike and walked around. I haven’t been this nervous since my first day of school here. It’s not as if I don’t see her every day at school. Why should today be any different? Because she is coming up to the house and meeting the entire family. Not even Christie has set foot at the house before and she definitely hasn’t met the twins or dad. Why did I set this up? That’s right. I wanted to spend more time with her outside of school.
    The sound of tires on gravel drew my attention to the entrance of the parking lot. I glanced back at my phone one thirty five. She’s early. I smiled when she spotted me and drove over.
    “Hey. I’m glad to see I’m not the only one early.” She giggled resting her arm on the rolled down window. Her eyes covered by a pair of oversized sunglasses.
    I walked over to her door and leaned down. “Now’s the chance for you to change your mind. Everyone is home right now and it can be a bit of a mad house.”
    She smiled up at me. “I am not one to turn down a home cooked meal no matter the surroundings.”
    I shrugged, “Don’t say I didn’t warn you. I’ll take it a bit slow so you can get a feel for the area. That way in case you want to make your escape, you can do it as quickly as possible.”
    She laughed and bit her bottom lip. “Lead the way, Luke.”
    I hopped on my bike and started it. Fastening the helmet, I nodded to her and took off. When we first moved up here, we crammed ourselves into a tiny three-bedroom apartment in town until my parents could find a house big enough for everyone. When this place went on the market as a foreclosure after the local factory shut down and people had to downsize their belongings. My parents jumped at the opportunity. They purchased it at a fraction of what it was really worth and moved us kids in days after everything was finalized. It is a simple three-story house with a three-car garage with a large kitchen and dining room. That was a must for mom. The upstairs has the bedrooms the master bedroom is right at the top of the steps. A must for dad to make sure we didn’t sneak out in the middle of the night. The rest of the second floor has Marie’s, the twins and Charles’s rooms. The third, which was originally the attic, is where my room is and Beau made a small apartment above the garage. This is the first time all of us besides the twins have ever had a room to ourselves.
    The twins, Dev and Remi, were a surprise to everyone. They are currently six but they think they are sixteen and damn are they a terror. When they get along is when we all worry. Today, they are the best of friends. So Roxy is going to be in for a treat.
    I pulled up to our gate and entered the code to get in. That was another necessity for dad in his line of work he wanted to make sure some of his clients never had the chance to get close to his family. Before I drove through I glanced back to see if Roxy was still behind me. She sat in her car mouth agape before she realized I was looking and quickly shut it. I pulled up to the garage, walked my bike inside and quickly removed my helmet in a rush to get back out to her.
    When I exited the garage door, Beau and Charles were already outside talking to Roxy. She had her bag flung over her shoulder and was carrying a small gift bag in the other hand. Her dark hair was down flowing around her shoulders. Her sunglasses still rested on her face obscuring those mossy eyes. She was wearing a white t-shirt that looked to be a size too small for her and really showed off her ample cleavage. Her shorts showed off a

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